blues man

I loved somebody so much 

I couldn't see 

Now I love nobody enough 

I cannot breathe. 

Return to me sweet melody 

Wrap your arms around me 

Touch me in places where 

I don't feel things 

Whisper sweet nothing 

Til this deadbeat heart sings 

Were it all for not I hope I'd know 

But I still love you baby 

Cannot let you go 

And now time passes slowly 

I'm biding my life 

Waiting for you

Waiting for you 

To come make it all right. 

gone.

all that glitters is gold
from this heart to these folds
if you understand the man
then you understand his prose

push back and then shove
slide it under the rug
if he's got a loose cannon
then he better look smug

on eternal trial
drawn out like the Nile
whitestrips pack a punch
so he's flashing a smile

throw it out and then shout
it's the end of a drought
he's showing off to peers
and gaining some clout

what you thought was wrong
is the climax of song
the gift that keeps giving
well after he's gone

here

too tired

to inspire

cracked gaze

farewell haze

simple cycles

ever trifled

burning now

for something more

heart shattered

brain matters

liver bursts

bourbon hearse

holy smoke

nearing broke

this can't be

all there is

comfort me

support please

getting close

fearing most

stop playing 

start saying

home is where

you already are

mannequin

her brokenness was beautiful
the way she slumped there
exactly
     as
            she
                   was
head bent, wet hair clinging
eyes clenched
legs folded over and inward
forcing the tears out
before downward
drowning in her own spell

nighttime visitor.

tucked in, teeth brushed, ready for bed
let my hair down from atop my big head
my book I grasped and started to read
and that is when I saw what I'd seen

Our eyes locked in the corner of the room
My heart kicked, like a babe in the womb
I jumped on my bed, now fully aroused
because i just saw a big fucking mouse

damn that rodent to hell, all comfort aside
i stay on my guard, outstretch my eyes
Loud noises and motions to stir the beast
but the tailed-leprachaun's antics won't cease

I hop atop my large bed and try to resume
my reading 'fore bed, but now I'm consumed
with thoughts of a monster slipped into my mouth
8 spiders in our sleep - just Snapple caps now!

I shut of the light and attempt at a dream
but mind's consumed, or so it would seem
by intruders who scurry and dart out of sight
shut up, conscience - it won't be a good night.

car on cabot

head pressed against yours
channel hope to skull
longing fingers fold
you bob, a buoy
to which i cling
drifting off for good

tear-conditioned hair
dark matter matted matters
you've never been
so small but then
we've never been this close

he's still there, I know
It's only right
that's how our story goes
I'll never know you
quite like him
but I will be there still

it's bad, so bad!
but I won't stop
endeavor for the pleasure
you're no good
you'll never be
that's why i love you so

four years to build this
blueprint blasphemy
no endgame or escape
you spill, I'm willed
back to your breast
I nestle there forever