Thursday, April 26, 2012

Tide Takes You away

I can't here your words
under the water everything is muffled
I breathe liquid
and it rejuvenates me
swimming away
how does it feel to wake in the bed we made love in
and know I am not there
where will you lay your bones when I am truly gone
I have become something other than seconds on a watch
planting roots in the ashes
of the love we burnt down
you laugh at night but it is hollow
I know  I know
when the skin is peeled back
what runs through your blue veins

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Who What Where

heart on display
under glass
a bloody valentine
still beating
is it all that you dreamed
was it all worth it
I am full of questions
with no answers
guns with no bullets
bottles empty of booze
habits that die hard
and I am sick with it

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Strange Dream 27

It starts with me in the backseat of an old convertible
staring at horses running across the sky
hooves on fire
and I think I am hallucinating but
the man and the woman in the front seat can see them too
where are we going I ask
and they laugh and say, you'll see
it's bigger on the inside
and they laugh again
I think I have been drugged
but they deny this
so many faces in the stars
sly eyes in the rear view

the car stops at an old house
low in a hollow of trees
there are other cars parked there but it is so quiet
we enter through the side door into an old kitchen
Formica table with silver lining
50's in dirt
men playing cards
drinking beer
the older lady at the stove points me toward the stairs
and sends me up them
it's bigger on the inside she whispers
I stumble up
and see a museum/zoo/menagerie
it is bigger
I wonder halls looking at exhibits
alien animals
living breathing my air
I am lost on the second floor of this home
something smells me out
the cage is open and it charges me
I run toward a landing
the railing
cornered...

I awake
cold sweat
heart racing
eyes full of sleep

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Secret Lair

These shelves are full of
failed science experiments
damaged doomsday devices
Half baked monsters never brought to life
ideas gone wrong
half-assed attempts at genius
time machines that only run forward
these shelves are lined with mad mans dreams
Hovering just out of reach

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Lambs

this is the power at fingertips when the clock strikes 11pm
dreams degrade
we
talk
in our
sleep
stop making things so difficult
stop trying to convince yourself
I already know
that
nature is second
to doing what you are told
to doing what you think everyone else wants
that path has been well worn
and I still breathe every breath
here in space
where I can see everyone doing what they are told
and you are the darkness on the edge of town
wicked and rising up toward me
this is the power at fingertips
deadly and saintlike
maybe you are right
and I am nothing more than a sacrifice

Monday, April 16, 2012

My Favorite Musician Knows How I Feel

I said
I want love
I said
I want to be wrapped up in pale white arms
I said
just shoot me in the heart
you said
fuck you
you said
something mean
you said
let me rub it all in your face
I jump in puddles
pools
lakes
streams
and can not drown
even with your hand pushing my head down
even with your razor blade carving my cheeks
blood in the water
blood in the sink
on your teeth
my soul dripping from your spit
I said I want love
I said I want to be wrapped up in pale white arms
I said I want to forget
so lobotomize me
with short skirts
cleavage
and a few shots of vodka
you  said fuck you
and something mean
then pulled the trigger

Sunday, April 15, 2012

White Candle

We get what we deserve
give me wings
wings to fly
to reach out and touch the Sun
and fly until I burn you out of me
We get what we deserve
sooner or later
Karma is a tireless huntress
and she waits patently for her prey
glass houses are easy to shatter
and there are always plenty of stones
in green pastures
I lie
you lie
and stain souls
with ritual blood
and I have wings to fly
trains to ride
cities to explore
and my spells are powerful
so very powerful and full of truth

Friday, April 13, 2012

Tagtraum

The sparrows flew through my brain
I think I'm going crazy
dead words fall from my mouth
and echo through my ears
sky looked so lovely
pink and gray
spray painted
I wanted to touch it
but it was still wet
and so far away from me
the sparrows flew through my brain
and swelled into that sky
a moving changing cloud against
candy coated canvas
I lay wide-eyed
my skull throbbing
ears burning with all that was said
blood boiling
I turn over in my sleep
and laugh a little

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Tap Dance

The space in between you and I
Grows vaster
I say regret
You don't give a shit
You do what you want
like you always do
I miss seven times five
and making sense
reading manuscripts
hearing your voice
dreaming of ballroom dances in tuxedos
You my Marilyn Monroe
flashing smiles and flirting across crowded rooms
I hope you are pleased with yourself
I don't even know what it is I have become

Monday, April 9, 2012

They Both Look the Same Sometimes

Sometimes I feel too close to Heaven
Too close to touching you
it burns my fingertips
Jams them hard into the concrete
It would be wise I suppose
to stop talking,writing
wise to walk those gallow steps
Sail those seven seas
The back of my skull plays those memories
Like private movie screenings
With the faint smell of your ghost in the empty seat next to mine
I choke on popcorn
and you say something cruel everytime we speak

Thursday, April 5, 2012

A Game of Catch

Sidewalk talk
has been replaced with smartphone chatter
railway rusted
like tin roof
and empty can
these are the blades of grass
cut like glass
colored like church window
someday vows will be broken
like glass from this church window
hands will bleed
memories will break
we will all go
ring around the rosie
a pocketful of  posies
ashes ashes we all fall down

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

I See Mountains When I Sleep

There are monsters out there
sharks swimming
circling through the fresh cut grass
pushing feedback
out to space
there are monsters in here too
you
you
you
have helped build one
and gave it life
with your salacious grin and thoughts
I am dirty too
fitting like lock to key
you
you
you
lie to yourself
whilst blind Samson brings the house down on your head
Monsters
monsters
have you become one of them now
with sharp filed teeth
gnawing away at my cerebral cortex