The dissonance of your spectral kiss
haunts my sleeping nights
like a swarming sphere of chaos
calm these aching thoughts
and fulfill what is
merely transluscent
Dissappear onto me
and remind my senses
what a lucid fantasy
is like
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Aint it ?
I know
where you are
theres only fate drawing our map
but come towards the lightning
where theres grace on my face
and sparks of us fly about
like firelies on their last run
doused out when they've just begun
and aint it just like me to come around
reach up and catch you falling down
and aint it just like you to sound so sweet
when you walk away on your own two feet
I've let myself go
no more smoke and mirrors my dear
remember when you held me
while I cried and steered
It's always been rough
even your skin so smooth
my hands twice removed
I'd kill for another night
but I'm miles from where you are
just starin down on our bright star
and aint it just like me to come around
reach up and catch you falling down
and aint it just like you to sound so sweet
when you walk away on your own two feet
oh honey
I miss you
these metaphor's are gettin old
wait for a sign
just to be sure
even if I'm carrying it
on my own two knee's
oh baby please
wait for this
Everything's better aged
and this cant be staged
like feelin your soft hair
starin in the mirror
like I could forever stare
..
and aint it just like me to come around
reach up and catch you falling down
and aint it just like you to sound so sweet
when you walk away on your own two feet
and aint it just like me to come around
reach up and catch you fallin down
and aint it just like me to sound so sweet
when I walk away on my own two feet
where you are
theres only fate drawing our map
but come towards the lightning
where theres grace on my face
and sparks of us fly about
like firelies on their last run
doused out when they've just begun
and aint it just like me to come around
reach up and catch you falling down
and aint it just like you to sound so sweet
when you walk away on your own two feet
I've let myself go
no more smoke and mirrors my dear
remember when you held me
while I cried and steered
It's always been rough
even your skin so smooth
my hands twice removed
I'd kill for another night
but I'm miles from where you are
just starin down on our bright star
and aint it just like me to come around
reach up and catch you falling down
and aint it just like you to sound so sweet
when you walk away on your own two feet
oh honey
I miss you
these metaphor's are gettin old
wait for a sign
just to be sure
even if I'm carrying it
on my own two knee's
oh baby please
wait for this
Everything's better aged
and this cant be staged
like feelin your soft hair
starin in the mirror
like I could forever stare
..
and aint it just like me to come around
reach up and catch you falling down
and aint it just like you to sound so sweet
when you walk away on your own two feet
and aint it just like me to come around
reach up and catch you fallin down
and aint it just like me to sound so sweet
when I walk away on my own two feet
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
It's Madness
Immediate release
It's all on the memo
Title, Subject; You
Sketching in words
trying to match them
to smooth lines of
skin and bone
like apprentices to
their visual master
I only succeed in
wanting to
but it's all on the memo
Title, Subject; You
Morning comes
and your not there
like apprentices to
their written master
what I remember
of how you smell
and how you feel
runs from the norm
turns to surreal
where I'm left
is a place never new
but I still have this memo
Title, Subject; You
There arent any straight lines
like the one riding down your spine
and the smooth crease
beneath my knee's
from when I asked you to stay
feels strangely comfortable
Take a moment of silence
mourn the loss of this
and bury the remains of that
I wasn't in that deep
And you wont lose any sleep
But I guess what they say is true
Because my heart feels a little smaller
And love still rhymes with you
It's all on the memo
Title, Subject; You
Sketching in words
trying to match them
to smooth lines of
skin and bone
like apprentices to
their visual master
I only succeed in
wanting to
but it's all on the memo
Title, Subject; You
Morning comes
and your not there
like apprentices to
their written master
what I remember
of how you smell
and how you feel
runs from the norm
turns to surreal
where I'm left
is a place never new
but I still have this memo
Title, Subject; You
There arent any straight lines
like the one riding down your spine
and the smooth crease
beneath my knee's
from when I asked you to stay
feels strangely comfortable
Take a moment of silence
mourn the loss of this
and bury the remains of that
I wasn't in that deep
And you wont lose any sleep
But I guess what they say is true
Because my heart feels a little smaller
And love still rhymes with you
Monday, October 09, 2006
I'll take the one with the spots ,er, I mean the blonde
If you really think about it, relationships are a lot like pupplies. Let's go over the steps.
First you have your basics. What kind of puppy do I want. A super cute energetic one that will demand to be taken out and spent time with consistantly, or a self reliant noble stallion of adorable fluff that can waste away hours without your attention.
Then you pick the stores to shop for it. Well if you pick the mall store you may get a puppy without her shots, or already with diseases, some of which might spread onto me. Maybe the puppies been constantly given attention, and wont respond as alert to me. Or maybe the puppy just chose to ignore you at the Blimpie when you bought her coffee, that ungrateful bit..er.wrong topic.
Anyway, you eventually decide you might want to hold off on getting a pet. Maybe you just dont have the money to support one right now, or you feel as it gets older it's demands will exceed your wallet by quite a large amount. Maybe you might want a cat, or antoher animal that could get your attention, or EVEN another dog. Who knows! My house isnt big enough for more than one dog. They might fight over me, or worse look for a new owner!
Overwhelmed, you give up.
Then. Your reading the paper, and you turn the page to that cute human interest stories section where some man single handedly cured the obesity problem in america with a comb and some grapes. The paper flashes to the picture of the cutest most adorable puppy you have ever seen. It all of a sudden fits every single qualification you put out for an animal, and maybe it's not the exact type you wanted, but you are overwhelmed by the wonder of how many tricks it can pull.
Your palm starts to sweat with excitement as you call up the seven digit number of awesome puppy goodness. Ring ring.. ring ring..
"Hello?"
"Hi, I'm interested in your ad in the paper"
"Oh good! how is 8 oclock for you?"
"Oh just fine thanks, I'l be there!"
"Great! Bring a leash!"
and several awkward hours later, where your not sure if you just actually had a conversation or talked in toungues, you find yourself with a puppy! It's actually lying at your feet! The day is satisfied. You have a pet, one to hug and squeeze and cherish with all the cutenes of the fluff brigade combined.
And then it begs you to walk it and you wish you were alone watching the game.
but so goes life!
First you have your basics. What kind of puppy do I want. A super cute energetic one that will demand to be taken out and spent time with consistantly, or a self reliant noble stallion of adorable fluff that can waste away hours without your attention.
Then you pick the stores to shop for it. Well if you pick the mall store you may get a puppy without her shots, or already with diseases, some of which might spread onto me. Maybe the puppies been constantly given attention, and wont respond as alert to me. Or maybe the puppy just chose to ignore you at the Blimpie when you bought her coffee, that ungrateful bit..er.wrong topic.
Anyway, you eventually decide you might want to hold off on getting a pet. Maybe you just dont have the money to support one right now, or you feel as it gets older it's demands will exceed your wallet by quite a large amount. Maybe you might want a cat, or antoher animal that could get your attention, or EVEN another dog. Who knows! My house isnt big enough for more than one dog. They might fight over me, or worse look for a new owner!
Overwhelmed, you give up.
Then. Your reading the paper, and you turn the page to that cute human interest stories section where some man single handedly cured the obesity problem in america with a comb and some grapes. The paper flashes to the picture of the cutest most adorable puppy you have ever seen. It all of a sudden fits every single qualification you put out for an animal, and maybe it's not the exact type you wanted, but you are overwhelmed by the wonder of how many tricks it can pull.
Your palm starts to sweat with excitement as you call up the seven digit number of awesome puppy goodness. Ring ring.. ring ring..
"Hello?"
"Hi, I'm interested in your ad in the paper"
"Oh good! how is 8 oclock for you?"
"Oh just fine thanks, I'l be there!"
"Great! Bring a leash!"
and several awkward hours later, where your not sure if you just actually had a conversation or talked in toungues, you find yourself with a puppy! It's actually lying at your feet! The day is satisfied. You have a pet, one to hug and squeeze and cherish with all the cutenes of the fluff brigade combined.
And then it begs you to walk it and you wish you were alone watching the game.
but so goes life!
Sunday, October 08, 2006
New Template, Temporary ?
I needed a change to the site. Most of this template is okay for me but I think theres a little too much red on top. thoughts?
Friday, October 06, 2006
ever wonder?
I think I've discovered
It's not that people are so afraid
of letting only one person into their heart
its letting what's in their heart
onto that one person.
And maybe its not their own shadow
that some people try and avoid
It's the knowledge
of what fills in the black gap
between the outlines
of their own soul
Or for those afraid of
placing a ring on
their dainty finger
It's not worrying about what you will do
its regretting what you already did
While we're on this subject
I'd like to make a shout out
to those not so outspoken
because those people
would probably be the ones
to do the best shouting
and everyone needs to listen to The Luckiest, by Ben Fold's at least once a week. We'd all be better off that way.
It's not that people are so afraid
of letting only one person into their heart
its letting what's in their heart
onto that one person.
And maybe its not their own shadow
that some people try and avoid
It's the knowledge
of what fills in the black gap
between the outlines
of their own soul
Or for those afraid of
placing a ring on
their dainty finger
It's not worrying about what you will do
its regretting what you already did
While we're on this subject
I'd like to make a shout out
to those not so outspoken
because those people
would probably be the ones
to do the best shouting
and everyone needs to listen to The Luckiest, by Ben Fold's at least once a week. We'd all be better off that way.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
An Encore Please
The world has turned and left me here
Just where I was before you appeared.
And in your place an empty space
Has filled the void behind my face.
I just made love with your sweet memory,
One thousand times in my head.
You said you loved it more than ever,
You said.
You remain, turned away.
Turning further everyday.
I talked for hours to your wallet photograph
And you just listened.
You laughed enchanted by my intellect
Or maybe you didn't.
he world has turned and left me here
Just where I was before you appeared.
And in your place an empty space
Has filled the void behind my face.
Do you believe what I sing now?
Do you believe...eeeve?
Just where I was before you appeared.
And in your place an empty space
Has filled the void behind my face.
I just made love with your sweet memory,
One thousand times in my head.
You said you loved it more than ever,
You said.
You remain, turned away.
Turning further everyday.
I talked for hours to your wallet photograph
And you just listened.
You laughed enchanted by my intellect
Or maybe you didn't.
he world has turned and left me here
Just where I was before you appeared.
And in your place an empty space
Has filled the void behind my face.
Do you believe what I sing now?
Do you believe...eeeve?
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Flunking Algebra
Brick Wall's cascading
shrewdly against a burning crescent
fiery by nature
snug hips hugged tightly
words do not
shapen
like a figure made of you
dressed in this impossible
collage of mollecules
Co2 and H2O
bending reality to encapsulate
something more
we spend lifetimes
figuring out simple patterns
anograms and puzzling anomalies
there lies an equation
rendering math obsolete
divide the obvious
and multiply by one
flash to the scene
act five
where petty dialogue
and concrete backrounds
exit's stage right
for what is left
science cannot explain
abandon common sense
divide the obvious
only you and I remain
shrewdly against a burning crescent
fiery by nature
snug hips hugged tightly
words do not
shapen
like a figure made of you
dressed in this impossible
collage of mollecules
Co2 and H2O
bending reality to encapsulate
something more
we spend lifetimes
figuring out simple patterns
anograms and puzzling anomalies
there lies an equation
rendering math obsolete
divide the obvious
and multiply by one
flash to the scene
act five
where petty dialogue
and concrete backrounds
exit's stage right
for what is left
science cannot explain
abandon common sense
divide the obvious
only you and I remain
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