rockets 7

my world had grass and trees

and now it's sewered meat

my world was warm and dry

and blue eye green sky sweey

my world was sure of shit

and was the careful trip

my world is on it's knees

and careful that bagging boy

   thre worlds crash tomorrow

   in stunning electric seas so far

   and black

       rockets 7 to mars

new world is brimming with hope

and possibilities wrapped in

warm dough

and skyrides through the sand so red

old world is sliding and dead

new world trying to cope

and old world pulling the rope

and knees wearing scratches may

be old world blown us away

(lyrics scribbled on an old movie poster 4/5-98)