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Tuesday, July 23, 2013

christina's world



christina's world

striking a match alive
closing the gaps inside
she breaks a holy silence
she thinks that it's physical
or maybe electrical
magic got nothing on science

she has seen both of us
compact and dangerous
each drop in the bucket endured
she's always near to us
uncommonly dear to us
the line of affection are blurred

cristina has clear eyes
and with her clear eyes
she sees vacant hands denied
the weak and weary wine

cristina's gotta clean up
pull a rabbit from a rusty cup
she has magic enough
for both sides


she brushed her hand away
on the side of his face
thinking tomorrow was today
but he's just a roustabout
boy's feet ain't on the ground
eclipsing her joy and sorrow

she leans into him just a bit
a cheekbone, a pale eyelid
the girl is a manhatten stunner
she thinks a few bones just might
floating on the river at night
completing a fabulous summer




aesop says

endless day, black as cain
i ain't ever able
the lights went out, choked him to the ground
that followed the fable

but Aesop says, 'we've all been left for dead'
the horse has left the stable
Aesop fed his children bitter bread
scraps upon the table

the first wise man rides his horse upon the land
and eyes it with compassion
and the next wise man, with a fancy caravan
the latest country fashion

cain unstuck, a comic suction cup
miraculous shit happens
an octopus that bleeds into the rough
with adam ever rapping

shades of gray, recede into the day
as cain recites to abel
the final verse and chapter to the play
a never ending fable

but Aesop says, 'we've all been left for dead'
the horse has left the stable
Aesop fed his children bitter bread
scraps upon the table

a third wise man rides far into the sand
they don't like his attitude
a fourth wise man pitches pennies through the land
he is a bastard through and through



two of us

two of us

easy now, it's just the two of us
let's go slow or we'll turn to dust
our shiny nickles will burn and rust
let's take it easy, just the two of us

in the evening, assume the dusk
carries pilgrims through the boom and bust
climb the ghost girl tower if you must
in the end, it's just the two of us

this is a dream so we will surely fly
this ain't our first or only lullabye

in the morning, when the sun comes up
the fog it clears out in a sorry rush
we've on a circle, confirmed to lust
let's pretend it's just the two of us

there will be others, please tell me so
or this heart will be the first to go

too many things to tear us apart
this life it aint no stroll in the park
i'll be here when our number up
just you and me, just the two of us


if i could


if i could

i'd give you everything if i could
i'd buy you diamond rings if i could
i'll be there by your side, day and night, black and white, morning light

i'll pray for our salvation if i should
i'll pray for domination if i should
whatever comes to mind, when it's time, day and night, black and white

i'll shed 1000 skins if you would
shed 1000 skins with me too
we'll be quite the pair
day and night
black and white
all is right


cliche eyes

cliche eyes

angel eyes, pirate eyes, cliche eyes
are on the rise sooner

i won't mind, if your dark eyes, can't make me cry
c'mon and prove it

i see the rhymes
the taste the time
shake and shine
lighting the fuses

fall like bombs that climb
into crazy lines
burns into your fine
angel eyes

all souls be kind
all souls be kind
fall like flies
into pirate eyes

la la living large like the other ones...
but who wants to be like the other ones?


Tuesday, July 16, 2013

the western world

 

the western world



all is quiet in the western world
there are shadows in the east
gears turning as the the paper martyrs
revving up for a feast

all voices coming home
rushng back to me

an intelligence in the world
like a boat on the ocean
like a blue eyed, golden girl
with a hint of devotion

all voices come rushing on
calling back to me

one day the sun will block out all your distant rage
and all your lost and tired clues
will lead you down the path and through that giant maze
where she reveals it all to you

and in the wilds of the western world
where pain and hearts collide
we hear the patter of the little footsteps
here comes the child

and he is coming home
and he is rushing back to me

one day i'll see the rain and take it for what it is
a little water on the grave
one night i'll see the moon and shake my sorry head
all this confusion was in vain

it's gone silent in the western world
and there is motion in the east
there crawls towards bethlehem the
black eyed beast

and he is rushing home
rushing home to me

i'll be fine



i'll be fine
i'll be there to hold you to resolutely scold you
on my dime

and you'll be fine
there's no need to worry
barricade and worry
your four lines, you'll be fine

and i'll be wild 
super scared but famous
crystal stud courageous
let it slide

you'll be mine
periphery and spaces
egyptian styled wages
traps and lies
and a second batting eye

any artist in the middle ages
would feel his age, would fill the pages
with dots and half circles
men read the cards like braille

what's this vast sympathy?
bright as the moon, as sweet as tea?
the night is gritty
let's head into the city

oh brother, we're as thick as thieves
pen on paper, thin as leaves
on a piano they play every piece
since nineteen seventy

now that all the money's marked
the dog's are kennelled, the car is parked
but the dogs are sure to bark
when the highway hits the heart

sister wish your wish away
it won't be coming back again
intention will not sweeten it
for sometimes

cuz none of this don't matter much
our bags are packed, our tickets punched
everything to time succumbs
and sometimes

father you arrest me now
i will not kneel, i will not bow
you of all people should know by now
my reasons

i have suffered wicked blows
from out of time, from head to toe
we live by all these lies and shadows
sometimes

and mother please accept this light
we'll make it good, we'll make it right
rivers of sacrificial rites
redeem us

with my two arms i will pick you up
i'll lift you up, and then what?
it's so easy to forget it all again







Monday, July 15, 2013

she is not real

we were wasting time
just wasting time
we were out of signs
out of signs
no more morning light
no morning light
to guide us through the night
the end of night

and while the shadows shook and quaked
sensing a mistake
perhaps a moonless rain?

and while the matter was in play
the questions all remained
we must have been mistaken...

she is not real

we were drunk on wine
drunk on wine
pretty much all the time
all the time

she circled through my mind
through my mind
spirits have speeds of light
and hearts of fire

and while the shadows shook and quaked
sensing a mistake
perhaps a moonless rain?

and while the matter was in play
the questions all remained
we must have been mistaken...

she is not real

Sunday, July 7, 2013

raise you up

katie caught me by the river
couldn't happen, can't deliver
makes her shake and makes her shiver slowly

now the love lights out of passion
and the sights that passed for passion
have not the kindness or compassion only

i will raise you up sweet darlin
i will wake you up
i will take you up
into my sky

i will lay you down (in the water)
where you'll be safe and sound
both feet on the gound
you are always mine

katie caught me on the highway
1/2 the distance to miami
talked me into move north of vegas

we set up shop, quite a business
keeps you all on hooks and tenders
what with all the crooks and gamblers
in vegas

i will raise you up sweet darlin
i will wake you up
i will take you up
into my sky

i will lay you down (in the water)
where you'll be safe and sound
both feet on the gound
you are always mine

so me and katie split the difference
i took queens and she took memphis
a hundred seven car collision nightly

we tried and failed a quick escape
a serpentine bondlike evasion
that led us to our shallow graves
in sknny oklahoma

i will raise you up sweet darlin
i will wake you up
i will take you up
into my sky

she was ice and i was fire
i was truth and she was liars
i was innocence and she was a soul expired

from out of the hazy past and distance
a figure once appeared to both of us
friar tuck came to his senses, begged us, come with us

i will raise you up sweet darlin
i will wake you up
i will take you up
into my sky

i will lay you down (in the water)
where you'll be safe and sound
both feet on the gound
you are always mine


Saturday, July 6, 2013

the western world

all is quiet in the western world
there are shadows in the east
gears turning as the the paper martyrs
revving up for a feast

all voices coming home
rushng back to me

an intelligence in the world
like a boat on the ocean
like a blue eyed, golden girl
with a hint of devotion

all voices come rushing on
calling back to me

one day the sun will block out all your distance rage
and all your lost and tired clues
will lead you down the path and through the maze
where she reveals it all to you

and in the wilds of the western world
where pain and hearts collide
we hear the patter of the little footsteps
here comes the child

and he is coming home
and he is rushing back to me

one day i'll see the rain and take it for what it is
a little water on the grave
one night i'll see the moon and shake my sorry head
all this confusion was in vain

it's gone silent in the western world
and there is motion in the east
there crawls towards bethlehem the
black eyed beast

and he is rushing home
rushing home to me