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I don’t wish to have the answers
for any questions of concern
just know that I am working
my hardest in reverse
to tame the wild memories
once thought of as a curse
those now that are a blessing
from the backseat of a hearse,
cause friendship it has shown me
like the calm hand of a nurse
the answers to the questions
where love’s the only cure.
I wanted to help you
but hurt you instead.
The least I can say is
I’m sorry my friend.
The most I can do is
tell you I’m here,
no matter the distance
though waters aren’t clear,
it’s times like these—
a balloon in the air—
to let yourself go completely
and live not in fear.
You’re worth more than you know
I know this my friend
so follow your heart, and
try to understand.
I wanted to help you
but hurt you instead.
The least I can say is
I’m sorry my friend.
Nothing’s ever easy
And nothing’s ever free
No one’s ever happy
Unless another’s on their knees
Try your best to feel fine
Try your best to speak
Someone’s always coming round
With the answer like a creep
Cause nothing’s ever easy
Nothing’s ever free
Take two for your headache
Take five just to fall asleep
Try your best to ration
Try your best to feed
The world’s always been hungry
We’ve always had food to eat
Cause nothing’s ever easy
And nothing’s ever free
But son if you are honest
It’s there you’ll start to see
Words can fuel an army
Where the hells that apostrophe?
Dialect can save you
What’s left is up to me
In silence there is virtue
Inside you learn to breathe
No matter where life takes you
No matter who you meet you’ll see
Nothing’s ever easy
And nothing’s ever free
I’ve a laundry list of confessions
like the phases of the moon
Sometimes they pose a question
sometimes they propose two
I’ve got a long list of suggestions
to sink my teeth in to
Half the time full of dimension
still I love the dark side too.
Some people live by first impression
I tried but couldn’t resist
Tangled knots in life’s suspension
marionette’s even sometimes quit
Bottled up untapped aggression
like a dog in heat I bit
Every hand who fed I bargained
sold my soul for half a cent.
Sometimes I just don’t feel ok
when color seems to fade to gray
But even I knew better days
were drawn like window shades.
Put me on like a flannel
in the middle of May
Wear me out completely
with the words that you say
Today the sun is shining
brighter than yesterday
So strum these heart string chords
cause you know just what to play.
Blow me out like a candle
I’ll be your flickering flame
Tuck me in like a child
too old for past mistakes
Let me sing to you a while
and the words that I’d say
Light the sky like a storm
and your rain’s saving grace.
Sometimes I just don’t feel ok
and you tell me that that’s ok.
I believe, I believe, I believe in you
I believe in you everyday,
cause I believe you believe in me.
For once I’ve got nothing to say.
And that’s o.k.
Or, no…(insert breathe here)
Best not talk about it.
Best leave’er be.
Besides it’s 6:00am and
I can’t sleep so you tell me?
See, the sun’s still going to rise
and I’m still going to run
and Allen’s still going to love
everything and everyone.
And now that I believe again,
so it is, as it was, as it’s always been.
Light and love, light and love, light and love.
If that’s not you
walking the corner of my eye
then who? I wonder,
who’s shadow unwinds?
Overhead like a compass,
creation of time. Time
and again, like time were a crime.
Wasted. Lost. Forgotten. Blind.
Memories fade, they never die.
So if that flutter of feather is you,
alright that’s fine. It’s much ado.
So when they ask you calmly why
won’t you share yourself with I?
I have and will, see I am I
unanswered we are now defined.
How often do two minds dive
deep within the sea of time
whose infinite waters share the light
a moonlit dance if you’ll take mine
hand then we can share this sea
and dive to depths eternity
a Starry Night, Saint-Remy-de
it took an ear to hear you say
I see you, feel you, knew your name
long before that faithful day.
Golden white light
of a new days morn
pours through glass
another day reborn
In the ashes of night
there lies but a thorn
plucked from the side
no flesh had been torn
White sheets toss n tangle
cold toes on the floor
unfathomable visions
eyes closed I see more
Her inflow of breath
his outflow explores
the depths of her hair
do please stay the course
There’s reason in knowing
what comes from the source
in the golden white light
of a new days morn.
I’ve often wandered
through this life
marveling at
the wind blown trees
and buzzing humming bees
and usually does it seem
I’m falling aimlessly
on fantasies
but lately could it be
all this time
there was someone
day dreaming just like me?
Calm is the passing storm
from shelter’s mouth I view
Winds that whip the wrestling sea
from shelter’s mouth anew
Are waves which roar like lion’s breath
from shelter’s mouth I coo
How calm it seems the passing storm
from shelter’s mouth I view—a dinghy
in the water struggling, it’s a sailor
so uncouth—a sailor I once knew.
Words Of An Average White Male 