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There's No Place Like Home

from eleven by Raw Xtract

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Mirror Mirror who’s that girl
I see appearing on the outside of
The body of the man
that lives within
Skin not belonging
To the feminine reflection
Is perception others see as
me a she not him
Traveling suburb roads
Within high hilled slopes
Scarlet feet accepted
Ironic unfamiliar
Feet are transgendered
Wishing for converse
Sneakers to ride
Skull painted boards
Gripping unclean meat tendered
Patriarch says I’m dirty
He phrases words such as,

“You’re disturbed, disgusting
Just going through a phase
Better repent to be saved
“You could be so pretty”
Just paint lies on your face
Smile the clown in sacrament
Meetings showing the 3 ring
Circus of Latter Day Saints
You’re a member of the flock
Black wool spooled from the
Blinded thoughts that queer
Isn’t beautiful
It’s a sign you’d best fall in line
To walk the temple climb
Stairway raising your eternal
Soul to God’s Celestial Worlds
Don’t you see Divinity?
In rejecting your inner gender
You must wear
White clothes and receive membership
congregational acceptance 
Mormon families
High idealed community
God’s children
Can’t see beyond
Heaven’s Celestial Glory
This Angel finds the face
Reflecting past and future
On the train Trax leaving
Downtown to spange
On the streets of Salt Lake

Mirror Mirror
I can see clearly here
This face not her but he
Riding the train to the SLC
The windows reflect the tears
Washing the battle paint
Down that swollen face
Wiping the past away with
Thoughts that it’s all behind
For good this time
Better to brave the winter weather
Then sleep cowering in basements
Fearing the screams leading
To beating transgendered beginnings
Right out of this body
Hearing words
“Just take what’s
good for you”
Girl, take off those chains
Break the weight confining
Your inner gender to something less
Than needs to be saved
Take your destiny
In your own hands of fate
The red shoes are thrown
Towards the Oz behind the
Screen of God
You won’t hide yourself
To ride a red balloon
Windy tornados blazing
Your Golden road
Heaven’s middle way
back Home

Trax station platforms veil time
As a destination
Plaza people pass
The spray paint graffiti holding bricks
Mortar engraved by blood sweat and tears
Freight car boxes
Plastered tagger names
Sign billboard ads of territories
Eyes prophesize already
What this ride will come to pass

Sitting on a sandstone rock
Chiseled by red and blue cop lights
Decidedly parked not to block
Commerce tracks
Sam Weller pages
Punk spangers
Harassed
5.0
Signatures indent court arraignments
He watches through the gaps
As the northbound train grinds to a stop

A Homeless Punk
Recluse Anarchy patch
On his back
Green and Red rubber cement
Hawk
Indian inked knuckles
Proclaim Hate VS Love
Utopian ideals
He explains the ways of
Forward moving trains
To a tribe of runaways
Gay bashed by parents
Mormon, drunk, not accepting
Many reasons for leaving
Many reasons for spanging
The heroin, the cocaine, the methamphetamine
A burger and fries
Can I bum a quarter? man
Or a smoke
Or a ride
On a train
On the Trax
Tuberculosis coughs
Sleeve collects the snot
Tears, ketchup and blood stains
Never washed or bathed
Gathering MRSA fluids
Lacking sanitary conditions
Or even a safe place to sleep or bathe
Childhood ages
Withdrawals the innocence
For a simple
Spange

Streets are better than the illusion
Of safety within white picket fences
Smiling neighbors don’t believe
Those queer kids are really being beaten

Homeless tribe families
Value each simple generosity
Of eyes shining through
The storms of right wing casualties
Sidewalks and overpasses offer
Comfort and safety from
The contact of swinging
Fists bringing judgment
Home becomes day to day
Wandering carrying
Heavy loads within backpacks
Walking train Trax
Hopping box cars
Filled with needles
Chains knives
Bruised fingers
Clasp the wreckage
Of life’s trash
Piling the screams
As recycled dreams
The city gates and rolling hills
Move slowly past
He escapes the life
He left behind
Moving to another
Hopefully a better
Way through time
The weather always changes
Seasons bring
Relief
As the sun
Shines to reveal
God is not the sleeve
Pounding destiny
But the light within
Your eyes that’s eternally shining

The Signs to heaven
Marked by railroad crossings
The Flashing
Reds and blue’s far behind
The life of that place they told
You was home, lies
Inside you held the truth
You always knew
The stars sent you away
To find your way back someday
Even this body will eventually
Sigh one last breathe
And you realize
Your light always has shined
Through the clouds and inspired
The silver lining
Paving the way to
Those that will follow
Upon this rainbow colored road
youth will commemorate
the sacrifices and abuses
you endured to
Save them from Hated
Fate giving them the freedom
To express the love and
Light that burns brightly
Forever within them
Mirrors will say to smiling
Reflected faces
You’re Queer Transgendered
Bisexual and Gay
All of this is your right
Your truth and destiny
Go forward Angel and shine!

credits

from eleven, released February 19, 2010
The Wizard of Oz
Lou Reed "walk on the wide side"

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Voyeur, audiophile, detective of the lost and and forgotten gems of public domain. I am a VJ, videographer and music producer currently based in SLC, Utah. Enjoy the show.

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