I am too many things.

I never learned not to jump head first

I didn't realize how deep I was
Until I escaped the well.
The cord had merely snapped
And I simply, quietly fell.
Gravitas of saddened hearts
Climbing out of the numbing waters.
Sad to fall, but sadder still
To see the rope was cut.

Renga 1

Winter's waters still,
Well shafts deep into darkness.
Mine own eyes I see,
Mirrors for the souls desires
Trapped beneath the frost.

Afterglow

I have already seen the afterglow
But the natal glow
Is yet to be known by my eyes

Its too late to play
The drums in the living room
But play them anyways
So we can camouflage the words
That make sound ugly

I prefer not knowing
The pasts, but they keep showering
Them upon me.

Take your fire hose of woes
And place them gently in your room
Take the key and swallow it
So we can revisit that place
In a few hours

In the interim
If the silence is prodigious
Just know the word you chose
Was the wrong one

I know not what the future holds
But I know it glows
Like soft coals in the summer sun

I have seen the afterglow
And it burns
Like a thousand suns

Pure Waters

One breath to speak a word,
Two ears so we can hear it.
One man to change the world,
Two eyes so we can see it.
We are not permanent,
This world is transient.
Though hope is everlasting--
In these cool waters.

If I am strong I can,
I can believe in being.
If I am smart I can,
Discern my own hearts meaning.
In times of confidence
Your smile is so appealing.
But when I'm down I miss--
These cool waters.

If I had fallen down,
If I was sullied crying.
Would you be there for me,
Though I be dead and dying?
I have no certainty
If what I say are lies though.
I am truthful in--
These cool waters.

I am whole
I am strong
I am.
I am whole
I am strong
I am.

Hold on to love she said
Hold on to what that smile means
Hold on to innocence
Despite the pain your feeling
You are not decadent
You are not the earth you live in
You are pure and whole--
In these cool waters.

good man

For Matt:

1 good man.
2 value self man.
3 in time grow, stand
4 tall like tree, land
5 spans between seas and
6 in between smiles, between
7 salt pans and oasis, between
8 the exits - miles.

1 good man walk.
2 value far walk.
3 walk through years, age
4 begets wisdom, stage
5 is life's play and
6 in between parts, between
7 mercurial homes, between
8 lovers - hearts.


1 good man smile.
2 value real smile.
3 learn self mind, style
4 selfs life , guile
5 as a recourse and
6 in between labor, between
7 blood and sweat, between
8 heavens - favor

Something to Hold

Ohh the pink lipstick disguises
The frequent black words
And the hiccups - she hides them.
 Lush like the forest of words in her mind,
She struggles to rise to her feet. 

Chorus:
The setting sun puzzlebox up in the sky.
Twinkling pink letterbox catches my eye
The elephant schemes as I pray for some dreams
My eyes just spin like their stars.
Were all just some dogs chasing cars.

Oh call me forester out in your woods
Struggle through jungles searching for truth,
If our minds could just grow intertwined
Maybe you'd make it to me.
Just show me the way it should be.

Chorus:

Paint me a picture with words I can feel
I know I can't drive myself home - I can see.
Were not all so sober - but fuck it I'm over
I'm looking for something to hold.
That girl in the pink fits the mold.

Chorus

Crocodiles in the Nile

Bittersweet sun, lost summer hopes and smiles. Tan like the backs of the black crocodiles. Sadness is a sickness best served in the cold. So the air conditioning runs till the sweaters unfold. I looked out the window and saw the last weeks. Craggy interior - ascents to new peaks. So let freedom uphold till the Fall collapses. I'll survived this winter too, like death and taxes. If the meek should inherit the Earth, let them wait until spring. I'm searching for something thats worth sacrificing. But I'm always looking for that summer smile That makes me wade up to my chest in the Nile.