Black Rot Angel

Black rot angel,
fire stomach blackened,
blackened mouthed angel,
white hot heresy,
sonofabitchin' summer
sex rot on the beach,
black and blue, wire mouthed,
shut up and sing.

Sing about growing up
with that black rot angel,
angel twisting in the night.
Away from home in
southern hemispheres
mad men cry through
their souls, drinking
sugarcane liquor.

We have been drinking
since noon on a
bullet train in a
booth with a toothless
lady messing with my hair.
It's a situation going on
down here, down south into
the arms of a black rot angel.

Black and blue, wire mouthed,
shut up and sing;
cabin wood demons sift through
crevices like smoke off cigars
and the madmen work like
an army tying to beat hell.
I can almost see the frowns
on the faces off the freeway.

Mother had told me not to frown
or a black rot angel is going
to beat me up side the head
grinding its teeth in a dream.
my brains will be choking on
a white hot fire poker,
black and hot, working like
an army trying to beat hell.