Sarah gave a smile
As she snicked the time-card
She liked to play games
And didn't like to work hard
Which is OK
Cause' the boy down the way
Was giving her the eye
She'd wander by
And trick him into her slave.

Line up by lightning
Flares you illumine
The rain-tears soaking
Your face, cloaked in human
Emotions outspoken
Like the birds that glide high
Above the lightning strikes.

Toil and pavement
Washes away
Laughter and sunshine
Gone for the day
Were we to capitulate
We'd run away
And hide behind our latee'

My mind is a minefield.

It's interesting you find the time
To mime appologies
That's not allowed
So strange to think, it's so sublime
To rhyme it back to me
But I'm no clown

To fall for your unending grace
Your face betrays the lie
It's not a game.....

Natural Man

If his thoughts were of glory
Then his eyes told the story
When he would win no more he
Would never give in

To whom it may concern:

Occasion is on
Location is the Cliffs
Time is 6 PM Friday
Invitation youth
Barbeque is there
Food to bring is good
Drink also
And fun
Be prepared for water fun
And volleyball
And more fun.
And such.
Late notice etc.

Sometimes
I strike up conversations
And forget how to say
Anything at all.

The Warfare of the Wandering Eye.

So she starts to cry
And I look her in the eye
"Hey baby I'm only looking"
But in my mind I lie.

You want to take me on?
You want to start the fight?
You are going down my friend
Cause I'm wrestling with the arms of Christ.

Mire, Mire on the Wall

Through the window
I can see
The better half of me.
But if it doesn't show
You won't know
But I'll never tell you.

Ticking Over

On the banks of hesitancy
You sit there skimming stones
In the shade of earth's old bones