this is sunset
turn of earth
tangerine
smear across the heavens
like a dream you've longed to see
drawing up your eyes from mouth born lies
drawing open
your sing song heart
a tapestry hung from the stars
a nursing ground for a fertile start
start your chugging engine
this is fire, this is cart
leading forth the masses
two wooden wheels
a platform part
climb up to its center
project your minor, major sharp
shipping the seeds from thieves
and handmade sleeves
the swift toss of numbing darts
this is sunset, this is cart
this is fire, this is heart
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Saturday, April 28, 2007
time, time
I trust that you know what you are doing
shovel digger, metal claw
dropping in from the heavens
with no forwarning
you've plucked the green ones early
infant faces
under ripe and
still dangling
please have patience
time, time
it's not the time
i bow to your clearance
been all wiped out
we're back to bread and water
promise, fake out
there's a yellow mother in the sky
she would have grown it
would have tried
but not the time
it's not the time, time, time
and i trust you know what you're doing
head selector
cosmic chime
dwelling in invisible corners
drawing shut
the blinds
now's not the time
shovel digger, metal claw
dropping in from the heavens
with no forwarning
you've plucked the green ones early
infant faces
under ripe and
still dangling
please have patience
time, time
it's not the time
i bow to your clearance
been all wiped out
we're back to bread and water
promise, fake out
there's a yellow mother in the sky
she would have grown it
would have tried
but not the time
it's not the time, time, time
and i trust you know what you're doing
head selector
cosmic chime
dwelling in invisible corners
drawing shut
the blinds
now's not the time
Friday, April 27, 2007
how much longer?
i sat down
with the one who made me
he told me about time
before my existence
about horse drawn carriages and smokey distance
i asked
how much longer?
this room has a melody
and then no breath at all
this town has a felony
turns its head when i fall
tell me, tell me
how much longer?
i don't fit into these clothes at all
a swollen heart
a tattered rose
hanging forward from a stem
that grows and grows and grows
the feeling on the inside
is the one that i chose
i know, i know
but how much longer?
with the one who made me
he told me about time
before my existence
about horse drawn carriages and smokey distance
i asked
how much longer?
this room has a melody
and then no breath at all
this town has a felony
turns its head when i fall
tell me, tell me
how much longer?
i don't fit into these clothes at all
a swollen heart
a tattered rose
hanging forward from a stem
that grows and grows and grows
the feeling on the inside
is the one that i chose
i know, i know
but how much longer?
Thursday, April 26, 2007
the ring
i retract
into the icing of a cake
in this unexplainable bakery
of limitless love
and fact
wedged between the cupcakes
and the sugar free attacks
it's a sprinkle, sprinkle, hack, hack, HACK!
a pinch of salt
a cavernouse gap
a laminated mennu
a rusty tap
tap you on the shoulder
slow you down like sap
and i'm boxed up for your wedding
i'm presented to the queen
and for all the micro celebrations
celebrated inbetween
for the minute of your creation
bringing unseen into seen
for audacious invitations
the handing over of
the ring
into the icing of a cake
in this unexplainable bakery
of limitless love
and fact
wedged between the cupcakes
and the sugar free attacks
it's a sprinkle, sprinkle, hack, hack, HACK!
a pinch of salt
a cavernouse gap
a laminated mennu
a rusty tap
tap you on the shoulder
slow you down like sap
and i'm boxed up for your wedding
i'm presented to the queen
and for all the micro celebrations
celebrated inbetween
for the minute of your creation
bringing unseen into seen
for audacious invitations
the handing over of
the ring
Saturday, March 31, 2007
thinking of rocks
today i'm thinking of rocks
at the water's edge
like soot caked pots
i promised not to stay here
but i guess i forgot
i promised not to cheat
but i forgot what you had taught
treating each day
like a page
of connect the dots
joining the numbers
to see what we've got
my pen has ink
my axe has chop
but the essence of this heart
has never been caught
at the water's edge
like soot caked pots
i promised not to stay here
but i guess i forgot
i promised not to cheat
but i forgot what you had taught
treating each day
like a page
of connect the dots
joining the numbers
to see what we've got
my pen has ink
my axe has chop
but the essence of this heart
has never been caught
Friday, March 30, 2007
just passing through
passing through the dark one's tunnel
we have no payment yet
they've given us a bone to share
a threat to raise the rent
we sit around the breakfast table
with the potential of blank checks
a ball of twine to hang our hats
a chip to place our bets
careful baby it's a slippery step
a cloud of traffic
a beating chest
a bun with ketchup
an unfair test
the fawkward filler
of an unfamiliar guest
i walk along the river's face
a flat and snaking blue
she shows me the color of my hair
makes my interpretation new
we get along very well
a wet reflecting view
she says don't invest in this world
we are all just passing through
we have no payment yet
they've given us a bone to share
a threat to raise the rent
we sit around the breakfast table
with the potential of blank checks
a ball of twine to hang our hats
a chip to place our bets
careful baby it's a slippery step
a cloud of traffic
a beating chest
a bun with ketchup
an unfair test
the fawkward filler
of an unfamiliar guest
i walk along the river's face
a flat and snaking blue
she shows me the color of my hair
makes my interpretation new
we get along very well
a wet reflecting view
she says don't invest in this world
we are all just passing through
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
more clouds
can i lay broken in your arms?
is this the place to do it?
have i crushed all charm?
or are you wading through it?
i'm not myself here you see
a ghostly departure
of what i used to be
a cage in the places
where i once flew free
a change in the pace
of natural sincerity
these snapshots and stabs
aren't really me
is it okay?
does it drive the tenderness away?
does it catapult your plan to stay?
more clouds
than you'll ever know
more shrowds
then i'll ever show
teach me how to dance through it
is this the place to do it?
have i crushed all charm?
or are you wading through it?
i'm not myself here you see
a ghostly departure
of what i used to be
a cage in the places
where i once flew free
a change in the pace
of natural sincerity
these snapshots and stabs
aren't really me
is it okay?
does it drive the tenderness away?
does it catapult your plan to stay?
more clouds
than you'll ever know
more shrowds
then i'll ever show
teach me how to dance through it
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