Slice Of Lime, Optional

it's an escape plan
a rocket pointed skyward
an opening in the ceiling,
parents grieving holding the evidence
of them conceiving , hard
breathing and eyes mist
and weeping
a rocket pointed up, fired at
the stars, takes the last child
from the planet of the cars,
toward some sorry stupid hope
buried way out there in space.
some vain masturbatory wish
for a selfish wanking race
to be given the chance
to replace all that's good,
natural, real and true,
a stupid hope, like get well
soon, or i love you,
a rocket propelled coffin
with a living babe within
an escape plan
into the frying pan
and out of the fire

an escape plan,
walls encased in stone, steel,
lead, brick, wood
should prevent the world
from crashing in and spoiling the
mood,
you were ready, they were
not, now you got what they
want, what they need,
but don't have, cause while
you were over there,
stockpiling underwear
they were doing anything
else, everything else,
nothing bad ever happens
in the land of the keebler elves,
now you got supplies of
water, a virgin, young
daughter
and a taste for the slaughter
you just can't fake,
sealed up in a shelter,
with no way to adaulter,
with no help on the way,
an escape plan that
worked a bit more
than ok
an escape plan? more
like a stay plan,
you didn't escape it,
it swallowed you whole,
left you alone
with no place to go,
and no one to see
an escape plan
hatched in the land
of the free

an escape plan
be the hand that writes
the books
make the rules,
make the laws
not the follower left
describing what he saw
to a bored police officer
looking to score,
Be the headline news story,
the cautionary allegory,
Be the one they make
the TV movie of the week
about
the best way to escape
fate
is make such a big
noise
to shatter brass
plates
decide who is good
and who has to go
declare yourself God
or the next best Joe
the men who can
tell just what
God likes,
tie yourself
to the Lord
and through
your holy noose
survive,
you can't lose a game
where you make the rules
by agreeing to play
you sacrifice principles
it doesn't matter at all
no one escapes
from dino to ape
no one escapes
son of God
son of a bitch,
no one escapes
if you're reading
this
you won't escape
a grave without marker
a night gone darker

everything begins
and ends again
in the world
without sin
An Escape Plan
is gin,
slice of lime,
optional.