Sunday, January 27, 2008

sundays are soft and fleshy

like a baby just woke up no fire in his eyes
there are only a few hours in the day allowed
for soft and fleshy for in the next few hours you must
put on your armour and prepare for the world
fierce and fighting

at least today i no longer feel angst
nor sadness
enveloped by the warmth that the rain brought in

it's going to get quiet without the frivolity of friends
and that is going to be a lonely day

Saturday, January 26, 2008

the ones who don't care

feelings change on a day to day basis finally can't you see
yesterday i saw the grappling
i want to be honest there seems to be a lot of hush hush hush here
but all in good time i'm reassured

and i'm also reminded that he doesn't know what changes are within
what journey i'm about to embark upon
what greatness and possibilities

and i know too many people who only love me when i'm on stage
too many people who prefer me there than anywhere

and then there are the ones who don't care

all i can do is focus on the music, all i can do is focus on these here notes
and let the cards fall where they may sherry baby

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

lips service

no more lip service is promised
no more lips serviced i was promised

sucking down my energy is so easy
don't you think? don't you see

yesterday was emraced in love and lust and legs
today the kingdom of anger lays to rest
lips parted was that a smile i saw
as i gave you the dirty dirty bad news
halfway hoping you'd see it my way
that i no longer feel
i no longer feel

such things

lips and lips and legs and lust and lips and everything else in between
and then together we can walk the earth
immortal
vampire
sucking no longer sucked
sucks for you that your feelings are so deep
sucks for me to have to leave it all behind

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

the enchanting full moon

the enchanting full moon
happy valentines day to you
you're so beautiful do you know?
I think so much so

But,
I won't fall like I've done before
I won't walk down the path with you like
I might have before
I have love to give, but no

It's super warm today even though there is no
sun in the sky, not a glimmer of light
only rain clouds and darkness
but I can feel your warmth heating through me

But, god I am so sad to say
I cannot fall like I would have done before
I won't walk down the path with you like
I might have before
I have so much love to give to you
trust I want so much so
to give to you

in ways like never before

I made you a beautiful card today
of hearts and crayons and colors everywhere
then I tucked it away
and wrote this poem on the other side

oh romance to give it to you, spread the love
right?
but I won't
too bad so sad,
this also I know

Monday, January 21, 2008

freedom is a lonely road

Something happened on the eve of the year of the pig
and I became unleashed
un-prisoned by the confines of my own mind

Thank god the last 20 years are over
the jail sentence i served myself finally complete
I am finally walking away
from this burial ground

I can feel the soil here trying to suck up my life
if I let it

It's not even the music he brings me
nor the coffee
I'd like to think that it's something in me
that has finally clicked open to reality

Freedom is a lonely road and
I don't want to be afraid to go it alone
sober and alone

Saturday, January 19, 2008

the undoing of old strings

telling people too many things
and seeing old friends the undoing of old strings

and pompous jerks who know too much about everything
and have to have the final word the final say
this was my week and luckily not the majority of my day

i know too little about too many things
i don't wanna pretend or front in front of your two front teeth

i had to do it, i tell myself kinda like
getting it out of the way

but it tore me down for years and i have to build myself up today

thanks for the kind words, to my bestest friend
thanks for all the support
you are what keeps me going today
you and the music
you are all i have today

the most important thing today

i gotta throw these old shoes away
i used to love those god damn shoes
it took me so long to undo those strings

but my freedom is not going to be at stake

Friday, January 18, 2008

art is beautiful

she went so far away and now her songs get airplay
i smile for her, blessed the soul who's art forever may
be recognized a beautiful day

i must recenter myself i say
fuck the rest i say
and i mean it this time
it's here to stay

i spent another night with your frivolity and drinking
your insults and demeaning
and its their art-less life he says no meaning a void
emptiness

and you gotta hurt those you love those who love you
it's only history i say, a fun one we used to brag about it everyday
to everyone's dismay
the rebellion the raw and wretched we knew everyone days
and stayed up all night with the crazies days

those are over boy and girl
and i love you with all my heart
forever in my soul
embedded in my past
in my long long past

if the art is my path
and your art-less life is pain
then i think i should know the answer
it's so obvious in so many other ways
anyway


can't you see the tears in my eyes, crying for our lost golden days
a day which will never come again
it's history a beautiful and brings me such pain

but kiss the sentiment goodbye
nurturing the art is not in your forte' of money and fame
of hob nobbing with glamour nor
your vocabulary of success and neither is my life my ideals

so tata my friends, toodles i say,
may we see each other on yet another plain,
setting myself free to be me and you to be you

knowing we need it to be this way anyway
not fair to bring pain to one another this way

and so that i may chase yet another
sunny artful day

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Do not love us...

until you love yourself

or hold us too tight
if you work so hard to hold us, cage us or snip our wings
do you care that this won't make us happy?
this only suffocates me

don't tell me who to be
or question my reality

nelly says, "i am like a bird

i will only fly away
i don't know where my home is,
I don't know where my soul is,"

you know this about me already
stop trying to box me in

i am not a pet, a baby
an object or something to own

AND
love is not a possession
just let us go

why in love do you want to control?
it's so transparent
your role, your insecurity

know this
you will never own me
we must pity the soul that falls for your gripping steadfast insulting nausea
it's so obvious you love us more than you love yourself
need us to complete you
so sad
holding so tight
afraid to let go

sting said if you love someone
set them free
free free set them free
but your bitterness mean words and biting tongue
will ensure our never return....

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