"The Day"
Transactions equal little more than dollars and cents
When no one does love you in the romantical sense
Knowing it doesn't change it--
A simple band-aid doesn't fix it--
And to be clear and rational amounts to shit--
I'm ashamed that I need help from you
That I can learn so much from you
And expand my perspective through you
Fearful that you don't respect me
Take me seriously and see through to my insecurity
So it's an untenable situation, knowing
There's no purity in this relation, hoping
The empathy I have known
The insight I have grown
Came only from being alone, alone
But in a moment realized--beneficence
And I've tried to plod onwards and upwards ever since
Some force must be watching over me some way
Some one is helping me to make it all the way
Through the day
"Palomino"
It dawned on me that I once had a fish on the line
A big promising fish, all gills and indignation,
an amazing alarum
Its pulse heightened mine, and I never set the line
Couldn't think about that hook in the mouth
And before I could breathe, it spat it plumb out
I caught a good one too and released it,
Sent it off on its wounded way
Shaking me off with its implacable shimmy
Now I see time hasn't changed a thing
As others pole forever for the perfect catch
Not afraid to wear their bait on their hats
But that Palomino's swim won't ever cease
Behind the lattice-fence, just a shimmer of gold
Designed to elude, and give us over to fantasy, what will never be...
(Oh, could it be, the hidden sea, under umbrage promontory,
Foamy splash of body swath, traces of gold in shadows pass)
Nothing left but an overtread path,
Carapacing leaves and branches black
“Surrounded By Windows”
“The New Year” or “Keystone XL”
Transactions equal little more than dollars and cents
When no one does love you in the romantical sense
Knowing it doesn't change it--
A simple band-aid doesn't fix it--
And to be clear and rational amounts to shit--
I'm ashamed that I need help from you
That I can learn so much from you
And expand my perspective through you
Fearful that you don't respect me
Take me seriously and see through to my insecurity
So it's an untenable situation, knowing
There's no purity in this relation, hoping
The empathy I have known
The insight I have grown
Came only from being alone, alone
But in a moment realized--beneficence
And I've tried to plod onwards and upwards ever since
Some force must be watching over me some way
Some one is helping me to make it all the way
Through the day
"Palomino"
It dawned on me that I once had a fish on the line
A big promising fish, all gills and indignation,
an amazing alarum
Its pulse heightened mine, and I never set the line
Couldn't think about that hook in the mouth
And before I could breathe, it spat it plumb out
I caught a good one too and released it,
Sent it off on its wounded way
Shaking me off with its implacable shimmy
Now I see time hasn't changed a thing
As others pole forever for the perfect catch
Not afraid to wear their bait on their hats
But that Palomino's swim won't ever cease
Behind the lattice-fence, just a shimmer of gold
Designed to elude, and give us over to fantasy, what will never be...
(Oh, could it be, the hidden sea, under umbrage promontory,
Foamy splash of body swath, traces of gold in shadows pass)
Nothing left but an overtread path,
Carapacing leaves and branches black
“Surrounded By Windows”
Waterfalling
under me
Disbelief of the reality
That I'm cascading thinly through
into your full view
Moving in small gestures
As fresh as gum crystals
Goosebumps and flushed skin
together in our shared daydream
--your scent among me--
--your breath upon me--
I muffle and press you
you giggle beneath me
Our voices vibrate
Hair flecks tickle
And summer is far outside
Disbelief of the reality
That I'm cascading thinly through
into your full view
Moving in small gestures
As fresh as gum crystals
Goosebumps and flushed skin
together in our shared daydream
--your scent among me--
--your breath upon me--
I muffle and press you
you giggle beneath me
Our voices vibrate
Hair flecks tickle
And summer is far outside
“The New Year” or “Keystone XL”
Endowed with feeling
and family-fed
Unhaste the pace, the reapers be in place
At traffic stops the cops unfurl the mops
And smear the blood-stained buck for pops
Crossed paths with a tool my caffeine fuel
For his greater being's ridicule
I'm lonely and dropping uninvited cards
I'm synthesizing angry glass from shards
If these windows could scream they would sing through seams
The eyes of the wife with her flagging beams
And mellifluous scented glade plug-in streams
How I just want to hold on to such second-splitting dreams...
And be nice and neat and fancy free and dance to the feeling of something sweet
And join the endless race of sprawling legs and attempts to strike a light to dregs
But one day the rifts supplant the riffs inconsequential lines and lifts
Breaking apart in continental drifts...
There's nothing to this if not what ifs
Unhaste the pace, the reapers be in place
At traffic stops the cops unfurl the mops
And smear the blood-stained buck for pops
Crossed paths with a tool my caffeine fuel
For his greater being's ridicule
I'm lonely and dropping uninvited cards
I'm synthesizing angry glass from shards
If these windows could scream they would sing through seams
The eyes of the wife with her flagging beams
And mellifluous scented glade plug-in streams
How I just want to hold on to such second-splitting dreams...
And be nice and neat and fancy free and dance to the feeling of something sweet
And join the endless race of sprawling legs and attempts to strike a light to dregs
But one day the rifts supplant the riffs inconsequential lines and lifts
Breaking apart in continental drifts...
There's nothing to this if not what ifs
“Mobile Dreams In Tact”
Shadow
stepping full of play
Children are permitted to dance
Adults will only stand as stacked
But where, I ask, is the truth in that?
Here I endure yet another stress fracture
Knowing the tools have been taken just to unlatch her
Our schedules no longer cross paths, it does seem
It's strange that a calendar would dictate dreams
Misplaced love and unchosen devotions
Life is merely song and motion
(or vanity and magic potion)
All of these feelings just won't change the facts
Rolling youth tolling but dreams still intact
She asks, "Who has a rash and who has a bruise?"
Better: Who's gonna win and who's gonna lose?
Children are permitted to dance
Adults will only stand as stacked
But where, I ask, is the truth in that?
Here I endure yet another stress fracture
Knowing the tools have been taken just to unlatch her
Our schedules no longer cross paths, it does seem
It's strange that a calendar would dictate dreams
Misplaced love and unchosen devotions
Life is merely song and motion
(or vanity and magic potion)
All of these feelings just won't change the facts
Rolling youth tolling but dreams still intact
She asks, "Who has a rash and who has a bruise?"
Better: Who's gonna win and who's gonna lose?
“Spaceback”
Liz was in a car
accident
and she's wired into her shoulderblade
and she is indeed a true metalhead
and she drools on you when you are in bed
and she laughs at all things newly dead
I need to be need to be else instead
Cuz I'm living inside of her dangerville
as LLC's bludgeoning my free will
Ad nauseum dronedom to make a healthy man ill
With guilt I'll feed the beast one more pill
and distill inside the belly of the whale
Where all of destiny's destined to fail
and the stockpiled ships never take sail
She is climbing a tree above me now
and up her dress the softness of a snail
and projectile falls from the mizzening sail
Fighting out the feeling squeezing tight
Slipping all over her retracting might
Flashing approaches of the element
Is all she will give me
this
soft
descent?
and kaleidoscope stockings, knees, and napes
With balling lips you press your prints
to snuff out these fiery glints
Unmoored just like a boat at sea
All your voice calls frenzily
The purest thing's to hold your hand
I'm crippled for this, cannot stand
To leave from lost inside your breath
Entwined we'll even take on death
Now left to make sense of this solitude
When i'd rather just collapse and fall into
A coolfresh layer of skin and swim
Lover, we just weren't designed to win
“Inevitable Loss”
and she's wired into her shoulderblade
and she is indeed a true metalhead
and she drools on you when you are in bed
and she laughs at all things newly dead
I need to be need to be else instead
Cuz I'm living inside of her dangerville
as LLC's bludgeoning my free will
Ad nauseum dronedom to make a healthy man ill
With guilt I'll feed the beast one more pill
and distill inside the belly of the whale
Where all of destiny's destined to fail
and the stockpiled ships never take sail
She is climbing a tree above me now
and up her dress the softness of a snail
and projectile falls from the mizzening sail
Fighting out the feeling squeezing tight
Slipping all over her retracting might
Flashing approaches of the element
Is all she will give me
this
soft
descent?
“The
Lowest Thing”
Hopeless happiness
and fleeting futility
Fading in front of me
as evening darkens the scene
All this joy intertwined with sin
Every thought to be bound within
Its pungency swarms in a cloud
It reaches me inside a shroud
The more the valence the more divorce
It loads the barrel full of force
Expelled in next month's fireworks
A voice is tripping to its knees
to be caught in the waves of symphonies
It's all dispelled ambivalently
I know that peace is not silent all
and the crest of joy is soon to fall
Everything is bound to die
Must reattach my wandering eye
Puke girl and me stole the sun
The lowest thing I've ever done
and fleeting futility
Fading in front of me
as evening darkens the scene
All this joy intertwined with sin
Every thought to be bound within
Its pungency swarms in a cloud
It reaches me inside a shroud
The more the valence the more divorce
It loads the barrel full of force
Expelled in next month's fireworks
A voice is tripping to its knees
to be caught in the waves of symphonies
It's all dispelled ambivalently
I know that peace is not silent all
and the crest of joy is soon to fall
Everything is bound to die
Must reattach my wandering eye
Puke girl and me stole the sun
The lowest thing I've ever done
“Surrounded,
Part 2 (Entwined)”
I wanna embrace you post hasteand kaleidoscope stockings, knees, and napes
With balling lips you press your prints
to snuff out these fiery glints
Unmoored just like a boat at sea
All your voice calls frenzily
The purest thing's to hold your hand
I'm crippled for this, cannot stand
To leave from lost inside your breath
Entwined we'll even take on death
Now left to make sense of this solitude
When i'd rather just collapse and fall into
A coolfresh layer of skin and swim
Lover, we just weren't designed to win
“Inevitable Loss”
Sporting the
compromised mantle I'm forced to put on
A passive observer trying to make sense of where it all went wrong
Looking at you I see the shattering of my rocks
And I'm screaming inside of my shadow-filled box
Forced inward to bang at my walls, feeling cruelly sabotaged
But your confidence machine won't stop.
Your plasticene smile and perfect line of ivory teeth
Are ceaselessly chomping in the wake of my defeat
I'm finally understanding it now- you're mean.
Just a neon-lit backdrop to the ceaseless candy screen
Obsession it comes, believing that love is just an opposite
And power a vermillion tongue upon a tit
You've reduced me to a fireless core, grey and nondescript
An antiseptic pile of dirt and shit
(Yet I'll always find some rainbow in it)
A passive observer trying to make sense of where it all went wrong
Looking at you I see the shattering of my rocks
And I'm screaming inside of my shadow-filled box
Forced inward to bang at my walls, feeling cruelly sabotaged
But your confidence machine won't stop.
Your plasticene smile and perfect line of ivory teeth
Are ceaselessly chomping in the wake of my defeat
I'm finally understanding it now- you're mean.
Just a neon-lit backdrop to the ceaseless candy screen
Obsession it comes, believing that love is just an opposite
And power a vermillion tongue upon a tit
You've reduced me to a fireless core, grey and nondescript
An antiseptic pile of dirt and shit
(Yet I'll always find some rainbow in it)
“Sleep Demons”
Sleep
demons swim like fishies in my brain
A warm fuzzy buzz placing bids on my bane
I rest my head down bidding sunlight goodbye
Floating aloft over rivers, an imagined sky
Demons took me when i was at rest
A penchant to yield to matters undurressed
My pate was snooping in sleeping tresses
of weekday witches in their perfume dresses
Turning in circles within that air
Perfect skin in the noonday glare
Ignored and pushed onward with such unrelent
Relinquishing morning on strictly her spent
Reason looked over and this truth I must spurn
Revels in the sun will cause one to burn
A warm fuzzy buzz placing bids on my bane
I rest my head down bidding sunlight goodbye
Floating aloft over rivers, an imagined sky
Demons took me when i was at rest
A penchant to yield to matters undurressed
My pate was snooping in sleeping tresses
of weekday witches in their perfume dresses
Turning in circles within that air
Perfect skin in the noonday glare
Ignored and pushed onward with such unrelent
Relinquishing morning on strictly her spent
Reason looked over and this truth I must spurn
Revels in the sun will cause one to burn
“Hot Days Are The Best”
15 steps to Susquehanna on my left
Canada geese are congregating round
The run is beyond its midpoint now
Alone, empty-handed, and homeward bound
Silver saucers on the surface gleam
above impenetrable gray
They didn't mean to hold it in your hand
When they said to seize the day
The pounding on the pavement blocks
Perspective as it teeters and rocks
Away away the run aims far
Later accept just what we are
Now your chance to soak up the sun
and sweat it out through an afternoon run
The run is beyond its midpoint now
Alone, empty-handed, and homeward bound
Silver saucers on the surface gleam
above impenetrable gray
They didn't mean to hold it in your hand
When they said to seize the day
The pounding on the pavement blocks
Perspective as it teeters and rocks
Away away the run aims far
Later accept just what we are
Now your chance to soak up the sun
and sweat it out through an afternoon run
“Surrounded, Part 3 (Endcap)”
Time to take a chair among the rest
The variables change, but the empty remains...
I'm speaking to her with my eyes alone
Across a prison-y flimsy film of foam
This time I believe she actually hears
And part of her yearn--it wants to learn!
But no time to get lost in such second-splitting bliss
Knowing every contact is a receding kiss
Of her body dome motion shading, surrounding
Whirling in circles in knots off-grounding
But grim reality vaporizes this oasis to mist
I'm only the shadow of another who kissed
The more I exalt it the lesser the plush
I'm only the ebb of another who touched
Let's face it now there's no pure love-
Amending the grass are the robins and the doves
Exposed amidst the commercial clamor
Once helping hands transform to hammers
Angry commerce whirs fiercely around her
Surrounding menace encroaches louder
Clanking inside like a 35-year old boiler
Is this why you've turned from bequeather to spoiler?
Now I'm deafening my ears to loud thunder in sips
There go pretty girls and the promise of rosy lips
Boasting their freshness and proffering paltry pips
Scuttling up sentimental staircases in slips
Time to take a chair among the rest
The variables change, but the empty remains...
I'm speaking to her with my eyes alone
Across a prison-y flimsy film of foam
This time I believe she actually hears
And part of her yearn--it wants to learn!
But no time to get lost in such second-splitting bliss
Knowing every contact is a receding kiss
Of her body dome motion shading, surrounding
Whirling in circles in knots off-grounding
But grim reality vaporizes this oasis to mist
I'm only the shadow of another who kissed
The more I exalt it the lesser the plush
I'm only the ebb of another who touched
Let's face it now there's no pure love-
Amending the grass are the robins and the doves
Exposed amidst the commercial clamor
Once helping hands transform to hammers
Angry commerce whirs fiercely around her
Surrounding menace encroaches louder
Clanking inside like a 35-year old boiler
Is this why you've turned from bequeather to spoiler?
Now I'm deafening my ears to loud thunder in sips
There go pretty girls and the promise of rosy lips
Boasting their freshness and proffering paltry pips
Scuttling up sentimental staircases in slips
“The Latest Wars”
Self-proclaimed leaders settling scores
We're left to wonder for who and what for
People used as pawns for causes, symbols to die
for neverending grudges and cultural divide
Never know the complete history behind the "patriotic" mission
Confusion of lives lost in battlefields of foggy exposition
Unwittingly give it all, just to go down and die
Blindly marching on and never questioning just why
Masks are put up everywhere like fronts of sanity
Obscuring the natural world and our intrinsic humanity
People used as pawns for causes, symbols to die
for neverending grudges and cultural divide
Never know the complete history behind the "patriotic" mission
Confusion of lives lost in battlefields of foggy exposition
Unwittingly give it all, just to go down and die
Blindly marching on and never questioning just why
Masks are put up everywhere like fronts of sanity
Obscuring the natural world and our intrinsic humanity
“Dolphins”
After having lost
I sank into apathy
and jeered your futility
Yet all the while
still trying to be
Something fresh and new
Hope giving way to
Disappointing revisits to youth
And sterile inklings to confuse
Obscuring the staleness of this truth
Even though I've compromised
and witnessed all my past attempts estranged
My desires have not changed
But this stagnant inlet of bogs and clogs
will always render courage strange
Some things will always be
sleek unfettered dolphins to me
Close for a moment but always ready
to return to their rightful place at sea
Sounding off ultrasonically
Like a throbbing pulse reminding me
Of if not here where I might be
If I had that missing part of me
and jeered your futility
Yet all the while
still trying to be
Something fresh and new
Hope giving way to
Disappointing revisits to youth
And sterile inklings to confuse
Obscuring the staleness of this truth
Even though I've compromised
and witnessed all my past attempts estranged
My desires have not changed
But this stagnant inlet of bogs and clogs
will always render courage strange
Some things will always be
sleek unfettered dolphins to me
Close for a moment but always ready
to return to their rightful place at sea
Sounding off ultrasonically
Like a throbbing pulse reminding me
Of if not here where I might be
If I had that missing part of me
No comments:
Post a Comment