Saturday, May 13, 2006

Rollercoaster Kisses

I've been thinking about you lately
And I think that I maybe
Finally found someone who can save me
Or at least somebody who wants me around
Because when I look at you sometimes
I get thinking that maybe oneday I just might
Leap all the buildings in town in a single bound

I've been thinking if you left I might miss this
Your love, nonstop rollercoaster kisses,
Long nights just staring at your face through the phone.
You're all that I've wanted
Packed into eyes that appear in
All those dreams that you've haunted
Please don't go, oh no, because you never fail to astound me

All your charms are endearing
I want to be the backs to your earrings
Something you've missed forever but now that you've found
You are chocolate and sunshine
Won't you be my only Valentine
Just thinking about you
Makes me feel larger than life

Thursday, April 13, 2006

Everything Wrong Is Right Again

Everything wrong is right again
When they race the coal black wind
While they raise the flag upon the charnal pile
We win
Everything wrong is right again

Peace is war and the sword a pen
While the corpses rot inside the refuse bin
The white copse'd trees are ripe with the wealth of sin
We amen
Everything wrong is right again

Oh how time flies, men are men again
The ball-turret spins, we choose our kin
We wind the clock and pull the pins
Everything is wrong tonight again

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

The Girl Into Summer

impossible long legs
green dress and oh those eyes yes
she was my girl into summer with delicate hands and neck
too fragile for kisses
I wanted to open her like a sweet fruit and watch the air dance with her hair
but oh so shy at seventeen, how could I? and at twenty, could I?
and at twenty one she was gone, returned the next year with weary eyes
that she hid underneath her sunglasses propping her novel on her swollen belly
she smiled at me for the first time
not an inviting smile, but a knowing one, a mystery smile
I pondered the enigma behind her wry twist of lips for weeks
until she sighed and pulled her towel into autumn behind her
I was twenty eight before I walked down to the old access road again
free at last from my own version of life's mistakes
and saw her again, all over again the impossible legs
with a young girl clinging to them
no more novel or alibi, I pulled back the years again
and walked over into spring

Ugly

A single bulb sways in a smoky room
Smelling of vomit and piss. Good times advertised, blowjobs wanted.
There is something in the sink, but I can't tell what it once was.
Plastic pieces are everywhere. Maybe I don't want to know.
One wall has been half-painted and then forgotten. The narrow picture of a hastily drawn hip
peeks out from underneath the black latex paint.
Cigarettes evolve their own strange odor sitting in the bottom of the urinal
This is an ugly place. All the cunts and motherfuckers know that
only ugly words will do.

Black Eyeliner

It's easy when the world is black
No looking forward, no turning back
No reason for more than slack
Only nothing (but you've got the knack)

Everyone nods (you're so hardcore)
Prepared for what the world's got in store
Life's unfair and you've got the shirt
Black eyeliner keeps you from getting hurt

Long sleeves for scars
Shades for shiners
Beat the tears with black eyeliner
Never let the world know that you really care

Long sleeves for scars
Shades for shiners
Beat the tears with black eyeliner
Can't be hurt when you're never really there

Black lipstick on your cigarette
An ahnk for death around your neck
Rings in your lips and tattoos you can never show

Too wise for tears once you've stopped crying
Letting in is the same as dying
Never let the world know that you'd rather bleed than be

Long sleeves for scars
Shades for shiners
Nothing gets past your black eyeliner
Keep the curious away
Hides the things that you can't say

Long sleeves for scars
Shades for shiners
Razor blades, there's nothing finer
Eventually you suppose that you'll let them know

No looking forward, no turning back
It's easier when the world is black
Life's unfair but you're so hardcore

Long sleeves for scars
Shades for shiners
Hiding, leaving, nothing's finer
Keep your fucking black eyeliner
Life's unfair, you're so hardcore
Eventually you'll show them all someday

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Teardrops On The Empty Lawn

I have seen the teardrops on the empty lawn
As the sprinklers mist across the fog at dawn
As the birds awake to sing their song
I have seen the empty lawn and yawned

As you left the coffee cup upon the sink
I have sat down on the porch to think
I have watched you drive away and blinked
As you left our stink upon the brink

I have wished the words back in my mouth
As you stormed again out of the house
As everything in the whole world turned south
I have wished the words back into my mouth

As I have seen the teardrops on the empty lawn
I have learned to listen diligently to country songs
I have learned to roll over again at dawn
As I submit willingly to the wisdom of a yawn.

Saturday, November 26, 2005

The Bag Full Of Cats

Necessity is a short verse
shorter than a haiku,
but that implies more.