Saturday, August 22, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
photographic memory
All it takes is a photo, a picture
online
or in a box in the corner
I should have gone through that box years ago.
Just a photo.
of you
your smile
Just you
in full belly laughter
Just you
your eyes reading my mind
It just takes something so small
to remind me that I hate you
online
or in a box in the corner
I should have gone through that box years ago.
Just a photo.
of you
your smile
Just you
in full belly laughter
Just you
your eyes reading my mind
It just takes something so small
to remind me that I hate you
Monday, July 13, 2009
damn you, nick drake
damn you, nick drake
bringing back five years of mistake
and the one long dream
from which I never could wake
why do I lose my color?
why won’t my feet take root?
too much running in my dreams and too hot in this suit
losing my ground on the morning bus route
accepting a drink from the stranger standing to my left
breathing deeply but never able to take a deep breath
damn you, nick drake
you think the tears are gone
and then that song...
comes on
and the tears that I thought were gone
are in m a r c h i n g order and soldiering on
no need to battle them,
no need for a fight
just stopping by for a visit
but soon again out of sight
If time has told me that you’re a rare find,
Then I’ll thank time in the morning
bringing back five years of mistake
and the one long dream
from which I never could wake
why do I lose my color?
why won’t my feet take root?
too much running in my dreams and too hot in this suit
losing my ground on the morning bus route
accepting a drink from the stranger standing to my left
breathing deeply but never able to take a deep breath
damn you, nick drake
you think the tears are gone
and then that song...
comes on
and the tears that I thought were gone
are in m a r c h i n g order and soldiering on
no need to battle them,
no need for a fight
just stopping by for a visit
but soon again out of sight
If time has told me that you’re a rare find,
Then I’ll thank time in the morning
and again at night.
Friday, May 1, 2009
so far gone
Remember I thought you an angel?
Fallen from the sky
To kiss me where it hurts and
lift me up when I needed to fly
Well it seems
I had
only one thing right
You are not on this earth
You are so far gone
So far away, you can’t see down
too high to feel
or ever be found
to ever come down
down to the ground
you are so far gone
too high to be wrong
too gone to do the singing
or to even hear the song
I wonder what will happen when you fall on it
This earth
Hard
Will you place your hands firmly down into this yard?
And press into the ground
And feel... what is real?
I know you won’t
You’ll put on new white wings
And seek new paint in new skies
So bright and blue
And empty until you
But that one day will come
As it always does
when the sky realizes you
for the real you
And cuts your wings
And drops you down
Down to the ground
I wish you less like a cat
And more like a stone
Fallen from the sky
To kiss me where it hurts and
lift me up when I needed to fly
Well it seems
I had
only one thing right
You are not on this earth
You are so far gone
So far away, you can’t see down
too high to feel
or ever be found
to ever come down
down to the ground
you are so far gone
too high to be wrong
too gone to do the singing
or to even hear the song
I wonder what will happen when you fall on it
This earth
Hard
Will you place your hands firmly down into this yard?
And press into the ground
And feel... what is real?
I know you won’t
You’ll put on new white wings
And seek new paint in new skies
So bright and blue
And empty until you
But that one day will come
As it always does
when the sky realizes you
for the real you
And cuts your wings
And drops you down
Down to the ground
I wish you less like a cat
And more like a stone
Sunday, February 15, 2009
apple and eve
I know why Eve reached for that apple
In its shiny reflection, she was bright and beautiful.
Lovely.
Once she surrenders to it, she knows
she has failed
her fingers barely brushing at its red surface
still
a familiar voice persuades
it’s ok. go ahead.
And besides,
the apple already in her hands
familiar
she knows its touch
its smooth skin
she knows its taste
its juicy insides
she knows what it will provide
the joy she is seeking
for this short time
In haste
she bites in
its sweetness like cake
swift - oh no!
she realizes her mistake
Her hunger depleting
the sweetness only fleeting
Quickly
that realization
a gasp
she opens her hand
to release her grasp
And watches the apple
Roll from her palm to her fingertips to
F
A
L
L
Hard
It now sits on the earth
Aching
Yearning
For her touch
Eve backs away
In its shiny reflection, she was bright and beautiful.
Lovely.
Once she surrenders to it, she knows
she has failed
her fingers barely brushing at its red surface
still
a familiar voice persuades
it’s ok. go ahead.
And besides,
the apple already in her hands
familiar
she knows its touch
its smooth skin
she knows its taste
its juicy insides
she knows what it will provide
the joy she is seeking
for this short time
In haste
she bites in
its sweetness like cake
swift - oh no!
she realizes her mistake
Her hunger depleting
the sweetness only fleeting
Quickly
that realization
a gasp
she opens her hand
to release her grasp
And watches the apple
Roll from her palm to her fingertips to
F
A
L
L
Hard
It now sits on the earth
Aching
Yearning
For her touch
Eve backs away
memories on the road
they come flooding in
like speed
as soon as I put my foot to the gas
and soon, I remember everything
your fidgety hand in the front seam of your shirt
stretching it out like my worn jeans
Your nicknames and claims
Your love letters, and beautiful words
You chapsticking your lips
Gourmet dinners and Wegmans trips
Countless selfless offers I didn’t want to take
And when I was sad
And counting sheep
You sang me songs to put me to sleep
Honey pie...you are driving me craaaazy
well, now I can’t sleep
and where are you?
not making a peep
sleeping in your big fancy condo
with your new wife
who doesn't know what happened to the old wife
and the old life
that you twisted and destroyed
and then ran over with your car
actually, my car
I can’t wait
Until the car stops running
like speed
as soon as I put my foot to the gas
and soon, I remember everything
your fidgety hand in the front seam of your shirt
stretching it out like my worn jeans
Your nicknames and claims
Your love letters, and beautiful words
You chapsticking your lips
Gourmet dinners and Wegmans trips
Countless selfless offers I didn’t want to take
And when I was sad
And counting sheep
You sang me songs to put me to sleep
Honey pie...you are driving me craaaazy
well, now I can’t sleep
and where are you?
not making a peep
sleeping in your big fancy condo
with your new wife
who doesn't know what happened to the old wife
and the old life
that you twisted and destroyed
and then ran over with your car
actually, my car
I can’t wait
Until the car stops running
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