It was a christmas night
mom and dad were cleaning up after a party
and the contractions started
they took their time
Since big brother took so long
johnny carson and packing
I was on my way

it wasn't too long after they arrived
I entered the world
two weeks before I was expected
I was born into a household
where I was never worth more
than what I could do for them
if my sight was correct

I stared into the camera
an outsider being filmed
but for what end?
I placed my desires aside
and spent my life for the good of others
incase I never find happiness
I won't expect anything else

The year of the horse
sent an image flowing toward me
water to quench a thirst I never knew
a desire for flame and horns
washed me over
and I began to sink deeper
into the drink of fantasy

A serpent born of God
celebrated his first day
in the revelry of the first son
pastels and fertility symbols
Plastic grass caressing chocolate innocence
tempting woman with knowledge
in search of someone stronger

A life which will not suffocate
in his deadly coiled grip
Was I named "one who will rise again"
to give you something to hold?
Or is it because the "brave spear"
gets tangled into the bed sheets
too comfortable to greet the day

I'm just hypothesizing
The memories of stabbing needles
holiday treats, blinking colored lights
the shine of boxes underneath
an everlasting tree
marked my birth every year
and presented on boxing day
was a gift born to the hard-working

The almighty holly
clustered together inspires lips
but is painful to touch
I wasn't made to be more than a practicality
something useful, something free
hard and unbreakable
remarkable and precious

A Diamond and an Onyx
A girls best friend
and a rock of black and white
celebrated in its darkest hour
while your heart is being used
for a weapon of mass destruction
shattering me into their jewelry

When and if I get scratched
a lightning bolt of white
in a sea of of nothingness
could show them myself
but at that moment I am worth
taking up place in a rotting dinner goose,
cigarette butts, and incense dust

While you always shine
everyone wants to see
how the light refracts off your multiple planes
bringing rainbows into beauty seeking souls
frozen in awe
while I fumble around
trying to honor your totality

The year of the rooster
must be what keeps me cawing
to inspire a kind of stirring
the visions held in dreams
tidings of comfort and joy
a empty woven basket
denies me my gift

Still that face from a teenage vision
found its way through cyber-space
and now I can't take a step without a companion
black feathered birds and flies
perch upon my balcony
dance across my keyboards
telling me to prepare for the oncoming

Every one of these reasons
are mere coincidence
a chance to inspire fantasy
forcing me to believe
in a truth that is so pure
it cuts the brain in two
turning me into the subject of farce

I have become the object of sneering
while you are adored
it begins to cut me
but I wont cry a single drop
although they gathered around
and beat me into submission
I still try to do my very best

My beautiful face and careless hair
blessed by aphrodite herself
should inspire the aries in you
the birth in me should comfort
the impending death looming ahead
the almighty within you
should want to caress the sustenance in me

My old fashioned tendencies
come from a timeless spark
showing me what a woman is to be
The bright light reflecting
off your solid honest soul
Defines what I expect in a Man
since we're here, why can't we be?

Tell me the story of your birth
Show me the things I already know
Give me some assurance
to purchase this insurance
to get the loan to buy that farm
A single line that illustrates your brow
to bring me downtown again

anything to prove I have a right to want
a solitary sentiment to trust
a statement just for me
a solemn secret for us to share
to curl my hair in jubilation
to calm the hurricane of thoughts
and lift my heavy heart