Until The End of the Milky Way

Zero hour
when the day settles for
everything you've got in your pocket
and not a penny less
don't fear the microscopic physician
He is here to make it all better
and noninvasive
anesthetize me
let me lay frozen in time
while they rearrange my spine


And I'm glad I'm better now
smiling this smile
this smile
this sharpened teeth smile
and I wish you were still around
cause I'm thirsty
and you owe me several pints of your soul

Random 75

The last knife in the drawer
is the last knife in the back
and Washington never cut down a cherry tree
but he did have wooden teeth
I'm sure they are on display somewhere

The Fish swims in the mirror
small line of color unknown to the eye
ripples in my reflection

the flashing white smile
the number on the dial
and the world keeps turnin'
the tide keeps rollin'
the beaches are shrinking not growing

the last thought on the mind
is the last thought on paper
I'm the new Savior
here ta save ya
it's the gun I got in your back
you soul in my paper sack
I'm gonna put it on display somewhere

Window Washing

I am not how any of you found me
I have changed
rearranged the neural paths of my brain
so that everything runs smoother
I am not who I once was
that dark stain on my soul
has been wiped clean
bye bye shadows
bye bye cobwebs and dirt
I am not the Nathan I use to be
clarity has opened up my eyes
and I can wait forever
with a smile on my face

Peace of Mind

There is beauty every where I look now
why was I living in misery all these years
I see the vivid green of a cluster of trees
and it makes me smile
I feel life in everything I touch
every sound carries a bit of happiness with it
That phase of my life is over
passed
gone
Thanks Sister
for showing me the vicious circle
I was stuck in for 25 years
the life I was mirroring
and helping me grow up from a teenage boy
into the man I should have always been
I don't need to search for elation
it's all around me
in all the little things
So nice to smile
and not force it
So nice to laugh
and to sleep
and to be free of anger
I have love to give
and patience
and the world smiles
it smiles
it smiles

Fowler

I have figured out the secret
I know how to make the universe
collapse in on itself

and when the word comes
from that open doorway..

Regret

The universe calls
to me
now
I want a nebula
I want a moon
and a star
I want...
something I lost
because words fucking words
and this fire burns
trapped in the heart of my Sun

Touched By The Hand

Eyes wide open
I can see it all
some power has been
granted to me
i think of crystal blue oceans
and I am there
surf at my feet
I can see clearly
the frozen landscape
of Pluto
Sols rays barely barely
touching Me
i think of city streets
and I am there
in the midst of an LCD night
artificial light blanketing the stars
as loose souls bump and laugh
I can feel fully
the breaking waves on the shores
of some uncharted sand spit
i think of going off the rails
and I instead soar
the Heavens an open Door
dark dreams nevermore

Fortune Cookie

There are wiser men out there
than any of you know
and they are who we all least expect
the past picks people to speak through
and it sends shivers down the spine
when those words touch
and the earth moves
and you stand still for a second
a still photo
and then it all kicks back in
but that moment changes something
wise men who know what and when to say it

you can hear them through
open windows and doors
if you listen like children
straining to hear the voice of the Gods

Thaumaturgist

I will no longer be haunted
by this guilt
and these little
laughing devils
and flying daggers

I am free of ghosts

and the stinging in my eyes
has stopped
And I'm sealing all that shit
in a vault and sinking it in the
fucking sea

Clarity

blue skies
and apple pies
and birds on a wire
melodies that make
days seem more than bright
and stars whose light
blinks from ten thousand light years away
in perfect black skies
moon smiling back
these are things to notice
these are the things that build the foundation
sometimes its good to just breath..
and remember that you are loved

Break Of Day

I was born
and I have lived
and I have loved
and I have been fall down drunk
and I have been scared stupid
I have been the bumbling idiot
I have worn my own crown of thorns
I have hung on my own cross
I have laughed until I cried
and I have cried until I've puked
I have felt my fist on another mans face
and I have tasted my own blood
I have anger and I have great joy
I have been cruel
and I have been sorry
sorry
I have thrown caution to the wind
I have risked everything on the tumbling dice
I have been all of you at some point
I feel this world in my very roots
I feel all of you
Laugh with me
Love with me
Drink and be happy with me
It's time to get out of the shade
and walk in the Sun

Taking Turns

There was an idea
a motive a feeling
that could have walked the surface of the sun
untouched
but the words got in the way
and things went much differently
and mirrors can only show
you
reflected light and hindsight
and words float unseen in the air
and cut with their little knives
and ideas and feelings
take
     bad
           turns
it could have been something
more than an out of reach dream
more than a walking nightmare
but
    words
                  words
             words
the trouble is Antares
seems much more inviting now
that Love burns on the Sun