Love The Worldly Way

You can Love and not Love the worldly way
the way they tell us we need to Love
to be in Love
the supposed ways of Love

You can be in Love in many ways
and not be joint at the hip
and suffocating jealous possesion ways
you can Love and not need
you can Love and not want
you can Love without desire
you can Love and just be
Love

You can live Love
You can breathe Love
You can share Love
and exist in the free space
Love is in you
Love is inside you
Love is beside you
Love is within you

Love is your smile
smiling to yourself within
Love is settled way beneath your skin

It's not too late for Love
It's never too late to begin

Simple Girl

I'm inspired but tired
On Sunday I wanted New York
On Monday it was Italy
Today I want simplicity
I wanna hide from the world
and linger without duplicity

She said to me once, so many years ago.
You're a Simple Girl. While she robbed me of my innocence and sucked me dry.
Her double lives of honesty and lies, deceit and compromise.
Then she'd decide. She would always decide

 I am a simple girl, to which I wish to return
A book, a song, then sleep will come.

I am a simple girl, alone and simple.
I wish I'd told her then.

Albatross

Albatross all week in my head 
around my neck 
about this guy, this thing, these things
and all those suffering in the world.
Because even in my lucky world
This never ends
I've been privileged for 40 years
Something my eastern sisters will strive for lives to come
As their daughters and sons get closer
I've been here forever
In the drunken haze I fall around again
a lady beautiful ensmired with my drive diligence ambition
And we laugh and talk and hug and she's gone
Los Angeles rock city  but lawyers doctors and rockers alike come to my party and share their drugs
My doctor says gluten compromises mt immune system
But cocaine strengthens my blood
Don't worry sister you may die soon but drugs will strengthen your soul.

In this drunken haze I live out my days in sunny Los Angelees

Rich succesful happy blissful
And High

An Old Man

You pouting your lips befuddled and overthinking
and I think to myself I love you old man
You once were a baby,  I knew you in your youth
but not really that long
it must have been a dream
a distant memory
of when you were saddled and crazy
manic and hazy
crashing your self into lazy
upon lazy
I managed to know you and get over the untruth and see you for you
and now you're old
where did the time go?

You once were a flamboyant flaming raving mad lunatic
annoying and disheveled
but now you've come into your own
the side that I love is coming through more and more
and Ahhh I see now it's an armor
that I find sexy
a way that is undeniably you

Fucking Old

You can't help who you love
They hold up the sky while we piss down below
They love us in their emptiness their sorrow
They love us even if they've nowhere to go

 You can't help who you love
the ones who suffer in their empty hearts
who salvage inside your depressed and calloused soul
still loving empty lonely hair pulling girl
you can't help who you love

 Tonight I'm going to find some lesbians
Tonight I'm going to find the ladies
Eating babies in Los Angeles

 You can't help who you love
the water is falling from above
the sky is ripping apart in pieces
he's sitting on his carcass

He can't help me, he can't help who he loves.
 Somedays love turns to love
in love and dripping blood

Somedays all you need is a hug
Most days love is too much of a drug

Isolation and despair take hold
the lonely cloudy days I can no longer take
empty as the day is long the night is dark
and my world is falling apart

 There is too much time and life is too fucking long
You can't help who you love
It's a fucking shame and it's getting fucking old.
I'm so tired of this rigmarole.

We're all artists

We're all artists in this town
In the same boat
You and I
Whether you've succumbed to the 9 to 5
or you live in a cardboard box
We're all artists
You and I

We're all creators in this scene
Friends of mine
I don't see you very often
But a blurb here and there
about a show, a success of some other
I see you
I hear you
I applaud you

We're all struggling to make our mark
We're all struggling to make a dime
We're all working hard all the time
On our craft
For our lives
It's not easy for you and I
I need more sleep most of the time

But somedays I strike a balance between creation and art
And to that end I'm working honing that part

We're all trying yes we are
We are all slaves to the sound
We're all working the day around
Hoping someday we'll be found

I No Longer Desire Things Like A Child

The sky opened up today
As you spoke those words I'd heard so many times before
But In the light of this new day.

I'm sorry I'm not in love like before
But not sorry those days were cloudy confused desperate
Today so clear these skies
Not a single cloud in my eye.

Your steadfast strength
I cannot own
Nor do I wish to anymore
By your side
I hope to help you rise

This is the 2nd half of my life.

You still make me cry
Tears spill from my eyes
But it's just the old stuffs I say
The fears of our old deaths
Trauma seeps in
I still dream of you at night
And dream about a life of ours
But things are different now
I no longer desire things like a child


Except to live my life the way I've got to do
Within me inside you if it means 


Things are different now
Time to see things in a different light.