Thursday, December 31, 2015

When The Last Petal Falls

Did you hear the rumor?
Did you see the sunset?
Will you be out-back-side,
When the last petal falls?

I'm dreaming of sprouts
And dandelion dust clouds
What will go on
When the last petal falls

Did you hear her laughter?
Did you see her smile?
Will you be there with her,
When the last petal falls?

Monday, August 10, 2015

Girl A

When you go to sleep
In your closet
What's in the back of your mind
Is it a secret?
Are you haunting them
Feeling haunted?
Chaste, you're feeling down
Cast your feelings down

They say
When the lights go out
There's murder in your heart.
Was it all just a game
Or an honest mistake?
Did you tie her up
Did she keep you down?
Find a way back
Find your way back

Found you online
Or did you find them?
Wanna play a flash game
Gonna play a flash game...

Wednesday, April 01, 2015


For grace did shine
Upon the retched and despair
Forgotten chimes
Hidden within the shadows
And backrooms of the heart

Small and flickering,
Pretty little light of thine
Hidden from the cold, shaken soul

There sits the basement of chapel
Bells singing
Choirs reciting
And the promise of a child's faith

Not forgotten
Just forgotten
Waiting to spring spring
On a weary and wasted wanderer
And I recall
Oh, I recall, it all

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Generic Cut & Paste Take 6

It's her spaghetti strap
In an overlap
Falling down the banister
climbing up both legs

It's in the back room
In the back store
In the closet
behind the box of

Everything within her hands
was lost before
the night began
to worry
What's that look on her face for?
Everything that's come to pass
was bottled up
inside that dance
What's that's look on her face for?

It's with the minister
with his barrister
And he's very stern
Watching it slide on by

It's in the words he says
What she doesn't say
For a moment they'll
think back to what was


I don't think I wanna be me
So just let me drift on the sofa
And I'll be anything
But what's in my head

When I say
This world is an envelope
Containing a letter I'd rather not read
I swear,
I didn't know that it could be past due
For everything I know
I swear

Cloud cotton candy
Day dreaming dizzy
The back porch is rotting
Out in the sun

It seems that we never
Talk silent
And I am
All that's too blame
For the words in my head

When I say
I'm down for whatever you may possibly throw my way any way whatever you say
I swear
That I lied
I swear

18 and laughing
6 years and running
My heart is no more
Nor shadows nor stone

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Dandelion Wars

When I was
When I was
Sixes and Sevens

It was the years of my summer
And I was still new upon this earth

I held a stick for a sword
The battlefield laid out before me
In my back yard
With an enemy
-Damn fierce-
Armies in the dandelions
Marching all day long

With only me to take the fight to them

When I was
When I was...

Here I am,
31 years old or so
At sixes and sevens
Already set in my ways
With sicknesses and syndromes
Soliloquies on serviettes
I cannot help but wonder
-Drowning from the inside out-
In the space of two dozen summers
Where the hell the warrior went?

No blade as sharp as time

When I was
When I was

Friday, March 13, 2015

Soon I'll be older than you

It's been six years
Feels like forever
For a mother, daughter
Sister to two brothers
Could it be another?

Twelve years
Where did all the time go?
Watching all the grass grow
Forgetting all the in-jokes
Wonder if I still know

It's been ten years
Now we're getting closer
Now I'm getting older
Salt over my shoulder
Am I getting colder

Eight years
Finally the truth
And how can it be,
I'll soon be older than you?
Older than you.
With memories fading
You're never aging
Ageless and retaining

It's always appropriate when it rains today.

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Ninety And Nine

The neighbors are quiet
Everyone's gone inside
On a sunny bright but forgotten eve
Satellites are catching rays
In bursts of sound and stratosphere
And I'm colliding with the rest of them
Colluding with the unescaped
Collecting fragments of ourselves
Our past.

There's a whisper on the lips
Of demigods and debutantes
Fears and conflagration
And pastels on the walls

With a Sunday shade of worship
We all concede the field
It wasn't what we hoped for
Wasn't what we asked for
And we're colliding once again

She needs to wash her windows,
He's got to change the oil
There are pine cones in the pool out back
There is family coming in from Perth

Carefully, and constantly pushing further on

I never understood
How it can be
When ninety and nine of the world want peace
Ninety and nine just want to be left alone
How one can end it all.

Monday, January 05, 2015

Let The Drama Kid Die

Now I'm starting to worry
And the sentences aren't coming so easy

The music doesn't seem to turn up loud enough
To drown out the thoughts

Where did I go right now?
It's hard to tell
Hard as a God-damned man

Broken English
Dropped expression
No heart left in the thoughts
I'm left wondering again

The street lights don't offer a sanctuary
To a broken heart

I'm not some stupid kid
Tripping over his own clumsy feet

What am I right now?
I'm not, anymore
I know that
But it's hard to tell
Hard as a God-damned man