I see
Yellow leaves
one and two
on the full, full,
Green trees
These August days,
so full of heat,
cut short by
the nighttime-fall
coming near
The trees contemplate
the change
ahead.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
Coast
Saw the
Desert evening sky
Orange-Pink
Burning my eyes,
I just wanted
to turn
the car
around,
Go back
to the Blue-Grey
Coast
Where I always
find you,
Taste the
Sweet-Salt
on your
skin.
Desert evening sky
Orange-Pink
Burning my eyes,
I just wanted
to turn
the car
around,
Go back
to the Blue-Grey
Coast
Where I always
find you,
Taste the
Sweet-Salt
on your
skin.
Bones
So heavy, so heavy,
So full
inside this
Cage of Bone
Air escapes
the window
gives no relief
Warm-heavy-heat
Inside-outside
of me
Fill that space
I can't see.
So full
inside this
Cage of Bone
Air escapes
the window
gives no relief
Warm-heavy-heat
Inside-outside
of me
Fill that space
I can't see.
Foghorns
Foghorns
Mournful at night,
that's all I hear
in my sleep
Memories of my father,
at-sea-so-lost-at-sea,
in my midst,
at sea,
now, my heart
drowning like stone
Mournful at night,
that's all I hear
in my sleep
Memories of my father,
at-sea-so-lost-at-sea,
in my midst,
at sea,
now, my heart
drowning like stone
Sea
Where is the sea when I need to look upon her?
Where does she go when she hides from me?
Water, I need to feel flow,
Salt, in the air I must taste
Why are you so far from me when I have weight to give you, substance that must drown?
I need sea air, for I
Cannot breathe,
So stifled by these mountains that rest upon me
Where does she go when she hides from me?
Water, I need to feel flow,
Salt, in the air I must taste
Why are you so far from me when I have weight to give you, substance that must drown?
I need sea air, for I
Cannot breathe,
So stifled by these mountains that rest upon me
Drums
Drums
Your Fingers
Drumming
So long, worked so hard,
Bones so hard
Slapping
Lightly
Against the tiny bones
Of my back
Feel it move through
Like leaves falling
On water
Your Fingers
Drumming
So long, worked so hard,
Bones so hard
Slapping
Lightly
Against the tiny bones
Of my back
Feel it move through
Like leaves falling
On water
Monday, June 21, 2010
Friday, May 28, 2010
Nail
I Still remember your fingers on me,
Punched through
My mind,
Nails
Scratching, scratching
Whore, whore, whore
A pearl no more,
Stole you, stole your sweet.
So long ago I left,
But,
When it's dark
I hear Scratchin'
Punched through
My mind,
Nails
Scratching, scratching
Whore, whore, whore
A pearl no more,
Stole you, stole your sweet.
So long ago I left,
But,
When it's dark
I hear Scratchin'
Untitled
An expanse
I need thee,
I want nothing
but
Water and sky.
World below,
World above,
Nothing in between.
I need thee,
I want nothing
but
Water and sky.
World below,
World above,
Nothing in between.
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