Tangle of Words

I dreamed you ate my heart
Crying all the while
The image I keep of you
Buried deep inside my frontal lobe
Is so pristeen and beautiful
What happen to us
Where did we take a wrong turn
Are you happy
Do you wish for different outcomes
I often think of you
While I burn in my sleep
Eating my own words for breakfast
Slipping clumsily on my silly pride

Change

it's that  little smile in the morning
when you hear my voice
the giggles I get when I tickle you
the fact that I can get you to stop crying
just by picking you up
being a father is amazing
it is more than I hoped for
it has made things so much clearer
and living for you
is so much better than living just for me

Fifty Miles to Go

My memories lie to me
And so they get murdered in their sleep
I create new ones
to occupy my long drive home
New songs to sing
New dreams to dream

Shroud

I was a fool
with spit in his eyes
dead on arrival
my heart skips 1, 2, 3, 4 beats
cymbals crash
guitars roar
my soul got stuck on the bottom of your shoe
and was dragged through the mud
soul on sole
you cry in the dark
 I become a ghost
haunting your dreams

Earthquake

I cut deep
write our names in my blood on the wall
there is no way around this now
the magic has begun its work
intertwining
the ground opens up and swallows me whole

Oracle

Oh painful muse
cruel angel
twisting that dagger
loving, drinking in my anguish
I continue to lay prostrate at you alter
begging for your words
your voice to kiss me
will your statue move and bless my sacrifice
Or spurn my pleas for the divine
My love burns deep
Filling me with smoke
So I scatter with the wind

Binge and Purge

infinite
instant gratification
this nation
is wasted
on generations
of guilt
bred into the people
by media whores
and social networking fakers
finite in their knowledge
of  human emotion
driven by greed
and oil
paper and coins
consume consume
grab all
pity none
Rome fell
Britain as well
decadence is a dance
and we all know how to do it

Days That Are Numbered

These
fingers
are knives
and discontent
there are times
when I know
I am capable
of murder
can see the life
draining from eyes
These
eyes
are strangers
and full of something
I can't touch
old song lyrics
escaping into the ether
there are times when I just wish the words
would stop
and I could forget
burn all this work
this is the song of
a man that knows his pain
and where it comes from

Terminal

Want off this desk
So bad
It is killing me
Prayers for rain
That go unanswered
Emptying my bladder in the dark
I know everybody wants to put you down
But yet
After all this time
After all this
I still jump to defend you
It's a flaw of mine
Loving you still

Accident

I'm so tired
she crashed into me
twisted metal
stuck in emergency
I wish for nothing
this broken windowpane
leaves the wind to blow
spattered with the rain

I'm so tired
she took most parts of me
Can't hear you now
I can barely breathe
burning bridges
not what we had planned
I dream of safety
in medicated land

I'm so tired
She crashed into me
Can't see straight now
restless in my sleep

A Day Full Of Mouths

I saw you coming
So I turned the other way
And drove
Ghosts were dancing on the Interstate
I blew through them
Misting my windshield
Wetting my wipers
Talking voices floating out
Of my speakers
“Hello….Hello..
Are you reading me”
I turned the other way
With your left hand blinding me
And dissipated phantoms
While they filled their mouths
With the days of my life