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SECRETS if you listen, i will tell you the things you would know those little things about me
that simmer and grow secrets, just like everyone the thoughts in my head, the good and the bad and hidden
from all but myself secrets, just like everyone... if you ask me, i will give you the rhyme and the reason
the dreams and contradictions that change like the seasons secrets, just like everyone the thoughts in my
head, the good and the bad and hidden from all but myself secrets, just like everyone if i listen, will
you tell me the things i would know those little things about you that simmer and grow your secrets, just like
everyone the thoughts in your head, the good and the bad and hidden from all but yourself secrets, just
like everyone
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MESSAGES FROM A DOPPELGANGER just as my mind wandered over the hill a strangely dressed man standing
perfectly still pointed to the sky, mumbled some words tipped his strange fitting hat and disappeared his
words lingered and whispered to me "you can't be more than you imagine you'll be" a strangely dressed
man standing perfectly still just as my mind wandered over the hill... just as my sense of self felt restored
i found myself in the calm just before the storm that strangely dressed man appeared at my side with an i
told you so look and a gleam in his eye a telephone rang, it was a long distance call it said "you live
in the now, what's done has been done" i found myself in the calm just before the srorm just as my sense
of self felt restored... just when my dreams had found their way home i was here, i was there, but by no means
alone the walls closed in and panic took hold that strangely dressed man stood by the door and wrote
in the dust setled on the floor "you are who you are til you try to be more" i was here, i was there,
but by no means alone just when my dreams had found their way home...
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A DAY LIKE ANY OTHER the sun shines through a graying sky, i take it for what it is hope on an
other wise hopeless day...a day like any other day a stranger smiles and says hello, i take it for what it is a
kindness on an other wise lonely day...a day like any other day there are moments and chances and endless distractions
whatever happens, happens it's just another day...a day like any other day a dream breaks through my tired
mind, i take it for what it is something on an other wise nothing day...a day like any other day the moon shines
through a passing cloud, i take it for what it is the end to an other wise endless day...a day like any other day
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COMPOSITE OF A SCATTERED YOU she's a clue
disguised as rumor, a shadow moving furtively in and out of memory she's a question with no answer, a whisper on a passing wind
turn around and she's gone again... she dresses
in many colors, and dances romm to room humming words to songs never written,
while staring at the moon she has far out notions, details known only to
herself bits and pieces from books she's read
her head is filled with references, fragments of broken sentences traces of another consciousness... her walls are lined with pictures
of people she's never known with jars and vases everywhere of flowers that
never grow she has a cat she calls nero, but thinks is judas iscariot a mannequin she believes was once marie antoinette she's a girl of secret passwords with access to another world a
world she visits frequently she's living somewhere no one's been, a tale
of her own web she spins a prisoner of her own lonliness...
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DOING TIME we can't just be doing time, time
in which we have no say slipping by, no where no why, no how we spend our
days we can't just be talking out loud, talking just to hear ourselves whispering words, and filling voids, leaving room for no one else
we can't just be wondering why, why do we chase the wind it's always just beyond our reach, and ending where it begins we
can't just be laughing it off, laughing when we want to cry playing make
believe in our made up world, right up til the day we die
MISTRESS SATIVA i spent
today trying to forget lost in thoughts known only to myself dreaming in nonsense and scribbling in rhyme pretending that i'd stepped out of time... i read a book about
nothing at all about some rise just before some fall
i laughed at a shooting star in the sky and wondered
and smoked and pondered the why... it's not so hard to find when it's right
before your eyes it's everything and everyone i've ever known, every moment
of my life it seems so easy right now...it feels just like the way i am... i move around, i come and go a little
here, a little there, a little more soaking it in as it comes into view a glimpse of a world i wish that i knew...
SLEEPING i've been sleeping,
sleeping my whole life sleeping through my ship sailing away i've been sleeping, sleeping my whole life sleeping
through the sunlight of my day... i've been sleeping, slepping my whole
life sleeping through my name being called i've been sleeping, sleeping my whole life sleeping through the
breeching of the wall...
YOU DO ME WRONG BROTHER you thought i wasn't
looking, thought i'd never guess you do me wrong brother, you went and
let me down again it's hard to feel alone, it's hard feeling used it's hard to want to leave, hard staying here with you... you're just the same broken record of the same tired song you
do me wrong brother, acting like it means nothing at all promises and riddles,
lies never confessed forgiveness never asked for, and too much to forget... i can't find you anymore, perhaps you're in disguise you do me wrong brother, you hurt me deep inside i remember better
times, but that was long ago let life take us where it will, and i'll see
you down the road...
WHEN IT ALL TURNS GRAY the ground gives way
and swallows me whole i fall until i can fall no more
i try to grab on to anything that i can...but there's nothing there...
i drift in between perception and fact hung up
on words i spoke in the past the colors i dream disappear when i wake...when
it all turns gray... the sky, once blue, is red
and the sane have all but fled but i'll hang on
if you do... in the rain on the street the lights just dance signs just flash, people just glance alone
in the crowd, i walk to the curb...and freeze where i stand... balanced
on the edge, not knowing what i want i go in every direction all at once coming and going with no sense at all...but i'll hang on if you do...
FEELING PUT OUT it's as old as the hills
and just as far away known to us all but forgotten
put on a shelf for another day it's as old as
the hills and just as far away is there nothing to be said for what you
hold in your hand? what's the point, what's the upside of feeling put out? it's there for the taking and just as ignored we know, but convince ourselves that we don't go about our business
just like before it's there for the taking and just as ignored... we can feel it in our bones just below the skin right on the tip of our tongue it's hard sometimes just to begin we can feel it in our bones just below the skin...
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