Oh Susanna, you’re still
    destined to be a superstar

The heavens above have seen to it, 
    for they know exactly who you are

I, too, saw it in your eyes,
    the day I served you in the bar

That with that pretty smile of yours,
    you’ll be driven in a fancy car

So you can run, you can hide,
    but I know you won’t get very far

One day I’ll read about you,
    see your face and your cute little scar

And just like J.Lo, your name will be
    everywhere, including a perfume jar

 

STARRING SUSANNA FLORES – DRAISEY
June 4, 2005
Saturday 1:00 p.m.

We opened our hearts to the possibility
and I hate to see them shut due to me

I’m holding on to hope that what we had was a start
Not an ending because of what I said, not very smart

Words are what I have now, I cannot deny
But to say they mean nothing, I will always defy

I’ve been labelled all that is wrong with me
And yet I have within me change from what I see

I see you and me together, arm in arm once more
So please don’t seal it, please don’t weld that door

 

ReENTRANCE
August 17, 2005
8:00pm Wednesday

If there are any attempts to bribe me

I will kindly take it and give it all to charity

It may seem seem noble or maybe viewed as a game

Whatever the case, it will be donated in your name

I must warn you however that you’re not above guilt

And when you go to jail, its where you belong, the reason its been built

"Bitch, give me back my rib!"
    I overheard a man say of his love

A love lost by his claims of her infidelity
    of her scheming, deceiving, of her push to shove

He was of course referring to when God
    made Eve, out of Adam’s side
       producing his equivalent, a form fitting glove

Has it really come to this, such
    put downs, peace I say between the two
       an olive branch on the beak of a dove

all my life i’ve been in search of a place
where i can be myself, where there’s plenty of space

i left an island when i was quite young
i hated it there, i wanted myself hung

and came to a city named after one from assisi
but after a while got tired of all the prissies

crossed over the rockies and lived with my mate
but it still wasn’t home, not my heaven’s gate

it wasn’t for long and he had to go
he couldn’t leave me here so he put up the dough

we drove up north for over nine hours
and i felt a charge, some strange mystical power

all my life i’ve been in search of a place
i have found it: montana’s where i spend my days

i have to plum the depths
   of my very soul

and seek the hollows
   plug whatever hole

for how can i be integrated
   how can i be whole?

when something is blocking my path
   it taking on me a toll

if what you say is true,
   if that i’m onto my new role

please help me accordingly
   i’m tired of being hit by this 10 foot pole

 

CIRCUMSPECT
May 27, 2005 – Friday, 10:30 p.m.

You were
angry
at me
when
I
claimed you
to be
THE PRIZE

How many
others
wanted
you
I
could see
with my
VERY OWN TWO EYES

That you
chose me
a
man boy
WHO IS GIVEN TO CRIES

Is something
etched
in my memory
one
of my
ULTIMATE HIGHS

And
helped me
spread out
my wings;
tell others
“SEE HOW HE FLIES.”

“I
taught him
much
kept him
always
ASKING THE WHYS.”

“That words
have power
unlike
no other.
TO PLEASE STOP WITH THE LIES.”

“I set
him free
for you see
we’ve
already
SAID OUR GOODBYES.”

“Our love
is
still strong.
It will
carry on
Never, never
shall we
SEVER OUR TIES.”

 

Thank you
my love
for all
that
you’ve done.
You
are still

THE PRIZE

IN MY EYES

UNTIL I DIE

THAT’s NO LIE

A KISS GOODBYE

(SIGH)

FOR NOW, BUT ONE MORE TRY

WHY?

WE’VE LEARNED, WE’RE NOW BOTH WISE

 

RELATIONSHIP
May 30, 2005 – Monday, 10:30 p.m.

i would like nothing better
   than your head

right beside mine as we
   together lay in bed

serve you breakfast
   of course you’ll be spoon fed

i know how often time again
   it has been said

that i will love you until i die,
   until i am dead

ours is a love still being written
   and has yet to be read

may our lives forever be as one,
   however it is led

for the day will soon come
  when you and i will wed

 

UNTITLED
May 21, 2005 – Saturday, 7:00 p.m.

so what if i am now your ex

everyday all i think about is sex

i’ve gone insane, body, soul total wrecks

child, you’re only a lamb, but i am T-REX

 

PREDATOR
May 19, 2005 – Thursday, 11:00 am

i went to jail for a crime i did not commit
pled guilty to a charge, now i’m a marked man, dammit

for the next three months i shared a cell
with thirty other men, i swore was like hell

our place was called the thunderdome
like the mad max movie: you were far away from home

but as i slowly got to know my fellow cons
i was humbled by what i learned and something in me dawned

one named me buddha a man of great respect
coming from a crook it was the least i could ever expect

i had my shares of some highs and some lows
saw people badly hurt by one too many blows

but one thing i can tell you about the place
even though we grouped ourselves together by race

and everyone talked and played through the night
we all shared a bond, would remember this plight

and made the best of what we could, of what little we had
now that i am out i am most certainly glad

to have my freedom back live life anew
forever changed for good, awed by what i knew

i am at peace with myself my demons defeated
and while i reminisce fondly, i don’t want it ever repeated

 

INCARCERATION
May 22, 2005 – Sunday, 2:00 p.m.