The dawning is over. The morning is over. And I can't look into your eyes. . A cold November morning. A shivering new dawning. I watched your energy slide.
Kiss the girl, kiss the girl. Hands around the steering wheel. Caress the shiny vinyl feel. . Don't you miss the girl, miss the girl?. Seduced reflection in the chrome.
The ice house preserves with incestuous flowers. Their nightly perfume overpowers me. The stamens kiss, entwined devouring. The heart will melt whilst the ice remains.
Giant sized flowers. giant sized bugs. giant sized gecko. is making his path. . undergrowth running. a chorus of frogs. a parakeet's picnic. all writhing in a tub.
The bursting balloon cocktails are soon. Young glands, young flesh invade the room. A sardonic mood. Watch the rich fatty eating raw fish with avid curiosity.
kula 'ula 'ula poni. 'alani melemele polu. 'akala 'oma 'oma 'o. . Come to the festival of colours. celebrate the festival of colours. . shake your serpent thrashing hair.
With your mouth around the bottle. Then you smash it on the hearth. Reach out for another one. Don't look back on the past. . A chair through the window.
He Moa Kane (ancient Hawaiian riddle). . Above is red -- below is red. hear the ringing voice.... a strutting rooster.