I Like to Party With Strangers

The miseducation of family values. 
The suburbs and the nuclear family
Has made your vision all blurry
Don't believe the lies
Coming out queer
I like partying with strangers
Listen up my dear
There is more safety in danger


Christmas is hollow when we follow
Obligations fall flat
I no longer linger
There is no coming back even if you

I'll give you  gift
when I want to my dear

on these deaf ears
Don't let this be the waste 
of our years

I no longer quiver
Death to the believer
Christian religious deceivers
That family is somehow better
That blood makes us clever
When we've been ostracized for years and years
for beliefs beyond your fears
Ostracized beyond these tears

beg and plead

I like to party with strangers
There is safety in danger

Sunday Night in New York

Sunday night in New York
These words are my stories
I miss you somewhere in the dark
somewhere I left you out West

Sunday day in New York
The sun shined for an hour
then the snow came tumbling down
and I had to hibernate

I wished you were here
while we watch tv my dear
no reason to go out there
except to go home I fear

Summer will be here
stinky New York summer
and us too
you and me
we are coming here

Desert cold
The sisters the holiday parties
It all sounds fun
But I'd rather stay in
our West Hollywood
SilverLake Downtown apartment

But we will be here next year
Are you ready my dears?

Los Angeles After Midnight

Los Angeles after midnight
Dark city pulsing
Where I love to be
Sometimes I slip into insanity
With the kids
Who dive with me  4,5,6 AM
Slipping and sliding into another reality 

(from summer 2012)