diamonds in the sky roll down the red carpet for you and i. symbols of real equality not in heaven or earth, in uniform death. funeral processions, cars black as night driven by ghosts of solitude, all to the same place. bright sunny days with lots of clouds. happiness elsewhere. radios playing, insects fly into the unset as we're prepared. floating headstrong, headweak because of the thoughts of something else. left wing birds only fly so far, right wing birds dont fly at all. no birds are in the sky tonight. droned humming of airplanes to and fro, from singapore to oak grove. ive gone feet first back into the womb of yesteday, drifting away to sleep without a care for train cars, ticket takers, or drug addictions. violins playing a short concerto on loop in the background of my nightmares. lost in a parking lot with burning bibles and someone else's hair. no intention to end up this way. wake up. putting make up on in the shower. consequnces of no coffee. putting up umbrellas around me so i dont feel the rain. encased in a wal alone. rain getting the carpet wet. gilden red turning the water into blood. falling on my head. dreams of the red carpet disappear. all thats left, wet grass, sky raining blood, and a diluted can of beer. diamonds drowned out by coffee and clouds. knowing perfectly well this isnt tomorrow. still in a cyclone. wrists bleeding water. lost you at the funeral procession because you were wearing black like everyone else. i looked even more the maniac, screaming in the crowded cemetary, wearing all yellow. left anyway to find anything. got lost in the carnival, everyone was wearing yellow. another face in the sea. sat outside someone else's doorstep trying o pick you out in the night sky. i remembered you were wearing black. and always do. figured i could pick you out by memory from all the other faces in the sea. all i saw were diamonds and some aeroplanes. going from california to somewhere new. fell asleep in the grass without a care for dew, love birds, books with ripped pages, or new shoes. woke up in the street next to the roadkill, in the middle. had no where to go. stayed and spent the day. always heard when yu got separated, stay in the same spot and dont move. waited patiently for you to find me. was only fund by angry drivers, road rage, toll booths, and talk radio. realized it was yesterday. feeling older, back hurts, havent eaten. started wearing only black. started bending in with the faces in the other sea. turned night, got lost in the sky. if you get this message, i havent moved. come find me, wearing all black.