Life AloneLife alone,In silence mostly;Somtimes peaceful,Often ghostly.Life alone,And yet;I cannot sayThat I regret.'Cause I've got GodAnd my PC;The secondNever judges me,It's my best friend,What can I say;Got DeviantART,and my E-Bay.Windows man,Jump and shout!Garbage inIs garbage out.Color printing,Ecstasy!How much betterCan it be?Surf the Net,Late at night;Google man,It's out of sight!Who needs friends?Not this guy!Push a button,Touch the sky.Oh, and when I'm gone,Just tell my mom;To put on my tombstone,"EXPIRED.COM". --Tom Wilcox
What Freaks We AreWhat Freaks We AreClinging to this odd bio-sphere,so different from anything in the universe.Upside down, right side up,it makes no difference.Clinging to life;what freaks we are.We have created our own clock,our own time,our own laws.We have microscopes, telescopes, and gyroscopes.We are artists and poets,parents and children,killers and thieves,We are obsessed, possessed,and depressed.Are we cursed,or are we blessed?How difficult to really know.We are pathetic bastards,without a clue.Clinging to life;what freaks we are. Tom Wilcox 06/27/06
Music GirlMusic GirlLet the music rescue you;Flight for life when you're feeling blue.On the dark side of the rainbow,Black's the only hue.Take a supernatural starshipTo the heavens up above.Through a lipstick sunsetWith the person that you love.Your music is what carries youTo another place in time;No one seems to understand,It's the lyrics not the rhyme.Share with me your loneliness,I'll help you if I can.If only I were there with you.I'd be your Music Man.– Tom Wilcox 09/29/96
You're My Music GirlYou're My Music GirlYou're my music girl,With the lyrics of life;Teaching me tunesAbout sorrow and strife.Play me some songsUnder the stars;You show me VenusAnd I'll show you Mars.You're the music girlWith the music of life,That cuts through the airLike the blade of a knife.Petty and Dylan,And all of the rest,Sing you the songsWhen you're feeling depressed.Play me some music girl,Under the moon;Sing me the lyrics,Teach me the tune.Higher than high,Lower than low;I feel your musicWherever I go.When you need a friendIn the middle of the night,I'll play you the songThat'll make you alright.