Amble down the sidewalk
If it's a thousand degrees
You'd never even blink
Freelance stroller
Flash past swealtering
Crowds of milling
Disheartened masses
Slid past goggling girls
Smooth icecube
Salvation's dispensor
Looms like an in-law
The ghost of yesterday's paycheck
Hangs hollow in your hand
Your final tie to the world
A golden glimmer of earth
Becons the silken shimmer
Of anomalous cool
Tinned arctic pleasure
And your shadow evaporates
Sunday, May 29, 2005
Before the Courts
Save your idol
Glittering prize
All that sparkles doesn't lead up
Is all a question of taste?
Add another tassle to your wig
If it please the court, I'm guilty.
It's a photo
Prized collection
A picture of the past you left behind
Somehow you never turned
You never spun to face the camera man
If it please the court, I'm guilty.
Change your life
On the upward path
The sun seems somehow nearer
A smile in a lunchbox
It seems some things make life worth living
If it please the court, I'm guilty.
Save your idol
Glittering prize
All that sparkles doesn't lead up
Is all a question of taste?
Add another tassle to your wig
If it please the court, I'm guilty.
It's a photo
Prized collection
A picture of the past you left behind
Somehow you never turned
You never spun to face the camera man
If it please the court, I'm guilty.
Change your life
On the upward path
The sun seems somehow nearer
A smile in a lunchbox
It seems some things make life worth living
If it please the court, I'm guilty.
Saturday, May 28, 2005
It's beyond me
And I was
Taken offworld
The land and seas
Down below
Is it better to run or know?
Beneath the sounds
Of happy drinking
I found her eyes
And I was
Taken offworld
Fathomless lakes
Far beyond
Imagining's stretch
Is it better to run or know?
Quiet rumble
The sofa
Hands and minds
As one
Were the barriers coming up
Or was I seeing
Them for the first time?
Onsomble
We go together
Which is why
Goodbye
Is so much easier.
And I was
Taken offworld
The land and seas
Down below
Is it better to run or know?
Beneath the sounds
Of happy drinking
I found her eyes
And I was
Taken offworld
Fathomless lakes
Far beyond
Imagining's stretch
Is it better to run or know?
Quiet rumble
The sofa
Hands and minds
As one
Were the barriers coming up
Or was I seeing
Them for the first time?
Onsomble
We go together
Which is why
Goodbye
Is so much easier.
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
Los Meranderos
I dried up. A child on a network As she led me to a smaller world of electronic toys and bees that come up to your knees. I am not asleep when she patterns in her delicate ways and I shut my eyes so tight to hide my trembling face. I cannot block her savory sweet smell. The sound of an orange peeling, the sniff of dawn. She has found my every nook
The hiding places of another me to see where I wandered down the garden path. Am I so far from home? Am I lost and alone? All is nothing when viewed. The way is made clear when seen from above. A dove lies on my back. Cooing softly, a humble tree in the sightless isle of me. Can I understand its alien life? Or whisper to its feral mind? I am not this man I see. I am not me not anymore. Why rejection, why confusion, why this pattering in the rain in softsouled shoes. A shoulder to cry on is not to be scoffed at. Sold maybe, to the highest bidder. Is it me? Will I even care?
You are the evergreens. You are the horizon that greets me wherever I turn. You are my start and finish. My beginning and destination. Destiny is nothing but a string of choices. You make the line golden, rolling over the slights of the past. Dirigibles, zepplins, hovercraft… flying is a thing of the past. Left to the budgies with their haunting chirps and wide vantage. All is as it should be. The other day I left my toothbrush at your place. Am I home, or am I sleeping on foreign soil? You are the oasis in the desert of my job. Calling you daily is easy. Dialing.. Please hold… I told the boss, that there was nothing more important than giving you a call. Maybe a name. Maybe a coating of lemon on sugar. Savory sweet…. Familiarity breeds a family. But all is not-a-thing. Flashing eyes like siege weaponry. You can break down walls with a thought, a breath. You are the cardboard I pack my life in. You make everything fit. I may put my work down for a while and give you a call.
I dried up. A child on a network As she led me to a smaller world of electronic toys and bees that come up to your knees. I am not asleep when she patterns in her delicate ways and I shut my eyes so tight to hide my trembling face. I cannot block her savory sweet smell. The sound of an orange peeling, the sniff of dawn. She has found my every nook
The hiding places of another me to see where I wandered down the garden path. Am I so far from home? Am I lost and alone? All is nothing when viewed. The way is made clear when seen from above. A dove lies on my back. Cooing softly, a humble tree in the sightless isle of me. Can I understand its alien life? Or whisper to its feral mind? I am not this man I see. I am not me not anymore. Why rejection, why confusion, why this pattering in the rain in softsouled shoes. A shoulder to cry on is not to be scoffed at. Sold maybe, to the highest bidder. Is it me? Will I even care?
You are the evergreens. You are the horizon that greets me wherever I turn. You are my start and finish. My beginning and destination. Destiny is nothing but a string of choices. You make the line golden, rolling over the slights of the past. Dirigibles, zepplins, hovercraft… flying is a thing of the past. Left to the budgies with their haunting chirps and wide vantage. All is as it should be. The other day I left my toothbrush at your place. Am I home, or am I sleeping on foreign soil? You are the oasis in the desert of my job. Calling you daily is easy. Dialing.. Please hold… I told the boss, that there was nothing more important than giving you a call. Maybe a name. Maybe a coating of lemon on sugar. Savory sweet…. Familiarity breeds a family. But all is not-a-thing. Flashing eyes like siege weaponry. You can break down walls with a thought, a breath. You are the cardboard I pack my life in. You make everything fit. I may put my work down for a while and give you a call.
Monday, May 23, 2005
Sunday, May 22, 2005
The wild and windy storm
That couched us in its arms
The cradle soft and warm
Disarm the inevitable
Beneath our shaded lids
We hid on triumph's hill
Beneath the undermountain
The caves drip dark and deep
In long-forgotten fountains
And we are a reclused people
And the stars in the lost sky
Are our church steeple
That couched us in its arms
The cradle soft and warm
Disarm the inevitable
Beneath our shaded lids
We hid on triumph's hill
Beneath the undermountain
The caves drip dark and deep
In long-forgotten fountains
And we are a reclused people
And the stars in the lost sky
Are our church steeple
Thursday, May 19, 2005
Time taken, thoughts broken
We turn on rusted hinges
Beside our interplanitary quest
We see,
Sentience binges.
Translucent tokens
Just short another hairsbreadth
Indeed.
Screens capture, Hidden nature
Scan your eyes through the terminal
An affront to humanity, hidden
Inside,
Won't you turn germinal
Intellect, and fracture
The iceberg emerging from the middens
And hide.
Away through time
We float like insects on a pond,
Shellfish in a tidal wave
We shall live on
But never get away.
Till we find heaven
Holding our rusted jaws closed
With hands made from burning rock
And we
Shall find situations posed
By our darkest dreams, forgiven
Anything to turn away from the laughing stock
We wish we weren't.
We turn on rusted hinges
Beside our interplanitary quest
We see,
Sentience binges.
Translucent tokens
Just short another hairsbreadth
Indeed.
Screens capture, Hidden nature
Scan your eyes through the terminal
An affront to humanity, hidden
Inside,
Won't you turn germinal
Intellect, and fracture
The iceberg emerging from the middens
And hide.
Away through time
We float like insects on a pond,
Shellfish in a tidal wave
We shall live on
But never get away.
Till we find heaven
Holding our rusted jaws closed
With hands made from burning rock
And we
Shall find situations posed
By our darkest dreams, forgiven
Anything to turn away from the laughing stock
We wish we weren't.
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Siamese Twins
She's lucky when she opened the door she saw everything
She's drunk and when she falls through the floor she confronts herself
The light in her eyes is an alcoholic glaze
The feelings in her mind are a suicidal maze
When the couch has caught you you will not fall down
When the drink is fading you will wear your frown
When we face each other we are all the same
We are twins, we are enemies, in all but a name.
She's laughing when she cuts through her troubles with a serrated knife
She's grinning when she bursts all the bubbles and is running my life.
The light in her eyes is a predatory gleam
The peace held in her hand is not what it seems
When the train's incoming you won't look away
When the pain is flowing you don't know what to say
When we fight each other we are all the same
When we hurt each other we are both burned by the flame
We are twins, we are enemies, in all but a name.
She's lucky when she opened the door she saw everything
She's drunk and when she falls through the floor she confronts herself
The light in her eyes is an alcoholic glaze
The feelings in her mind are a suicidal maze
When the couch has caught you you will not fall down
When the drink is fading you will wear your frown
When we face each other we are all the same
We are twins, we are enemies, in all but a name.
She's laughing when she cuts through her troubles with a serrated knife
She's grinning when she bursts all the bubbles and is running my life.
The light in her eyes is a predatory gleam
The peace held in her hand is not what it seems
When the train's incoming you won't look away
When the pain is flowing you don't know what to say
When we fight each other we are all the same
When we hurt each other we are both burned by the flame
We are twins, we are enemies, in all but a name.
Monday, May 09, 2005
Unside-down
He said, he never needed anyone
She said, she'd rather fall for a dead man
I would, never face up to justice
My forearms are burned
By the flames of her passing
The lights in my head
My universe reassembling.
He said, he'd never turn for a stranger
She said, she'd rather date the danger
I would, always find a reminder
My eyes are afraid
Of the dust of her passing
The colours drift down
From the stained glassing
A coffin's a lonely place to wait.
He said, he never needed anyone
She said, she'd rather fall for a dead man
I would, never face up to justice
My forearms are burned
By the flames of her passing
The lights in my head
My universe reassembling.
He said, he'd never turn for a stranger
She said, she'd rather date the danger
I would, always find a reminder
My eyes are afraid
Of the dust of her passing
The colours drift down
From the stained glassing
A coffin's a lonely place to wait.
Friday, May 06, 2005
Breathe.
I know it's settling down
I know you wear that frown
To drive away the closets monsters
We all stand and fall
Wherever we go
And hiding only makes it faster.
Through a glass eye your throne
Is the one danced upon
Won't you just calm down and breathe?
We find you in the corner
Hand feebly clutching the winner
There are no fires in your night
We all stand so small
Unless we stand together
It is your vision that gives the monsters sight
Through your glass eye your throne
Is the ashes of your lost home
Won't you just calm down and breathe?
Tears fall, and it's pointless
It hangs on the precipice
Precipitating destruction
In the silent portico
Your mind will fall to the assault
So please calm down and breathe.
I know it's settling down
I know you wear that frown
To drive away the closets monsters
We all stand and fall
Wherever we go
And hiding only makes it faster.
Through a glass eye your throne
Is the one danced upon
Won't you just calm down and breathe?
We find you in the corner
Hand feebly clutching the winner
There are no fires in your night
We all stand so small
Unless we stand together
It is your vision that gives the monsters sight
Through your glass eye your throne
Is the ashes of your lost home
Won't you just calm down and breathe?
Tears fall, and it's pointless
It hangs on the precipice
Precipitating destruction
In the silent portico
Your mind will fall to the assault
So please calm down and breathe.
Thursday, May 05, 2005
Tales
Finding your way
Lost on a sleigh
Snow was never this white
Houses flash by
None catch your eye
You have to be home tonight
The harder you try
The more you deny
It seems your lungs are breathing ice
It seems your running into circles
Pay attention boy
It's not as if you're superman
It's not as if you fly
Atleast not any more.
The grass pushing through
Sky sunny and blue
You'd think that things are bound to change
But springs still miles away
Beneath the snowbanks
Your feet are chilled with winter's touch
If only you could escape its grasp
You'd be home soon.
Finding your way
Lost on a sleigh
Snow was never this white
Houses flash by
None catch your eye
You have to be home tonight
The harder you try
The more you deny
It seems your lungs are breathing ice
It seems your running into circles
Pay attention boy
It's not as if you're superman
It's not as if you fly
Atleast not any more.
The grass pushing through
Sky sunny and blue
You'd think that things are bound to change
But springs still miles away
Beneath the snowbanks
Your feet are chilled with winter's touch
If only you could escape its grasp
You'd be home soon.
Monday, May 02, 2005
I'm bad at vulnerability I like to tie off places Where mess might hide Might wander in to introduce themself Until I'm all kn...
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Are the bandaid To staunch The bleeding heart.
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Late It's practically done, more or less Plus or minus it's my best Effort if you squint and side-eye It. I'm sure it will get b...
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How many Reformed people does it take to change a light bulb? CHANGE!?! Begone heretic!