Tuesday, November 11, 2008

there's a sadness and joy to nonconformity

November 7, 2008 - Friday


she listens

She
never thought twice
about living in the now
she knew the odds up front
so she could love with abandon
deep and pure
knowing
it would end in time.

But faced with forever
she falters
heart guarded
the potential for hurt so great

she thinks…
'that boy's gonna break my heart'

but her hearts say…

"just let yourself go girl
just let yourself go"

and late one Friday night
she listens.



control

Mind
Body
Spirit
Heart
Soul
Libido

shards of a burst
suspended mid air
bright a shimmer
slightly shaking
in their ninja stance

await they to re-form

but for the moment
they watch ready
to strike, watch

me skid on concrete
arms and palms
outstretched
knees bloody
as my Will attempts
to control

when they are too ready

for the falling
for you.



October 30, 2008 - Thursday


Grace; or the internalization of God


I didn't think
long and hard

though I had studied
religion and church
for so long and even after

but the internalization of God
(the Christian God perhaps
but many aspects of others)
came easy when time was right.

I had long felt
we had labeled something
personified
that piece of self
we could no longer rationalize

we had cut Grace
from our soul
like a limb
from our body

when we swallowed
evil whole
embraced that which
kills and maims and harms

there simply was no room

Grace was spat out
on the street
cherry flavored chew
or wintergreen

but I picked her up one day
brushed her off
bathed her in rose and verbena
gave her a home.

I would rather there No god
out and about in the world
if Grace could but grow
in the heart.




seventeen


she
hasn't been this insecure
since she
was seventeen

and met a boy
skateboard in hand
shirt worn like a turban
drove that
monster old truck
worked
at the carwash
not quite nineteen

her first husband

no
she hasn't been this insecure
since she was seventeen


October 27, 2008 - Monday


lyric - guitar softly


he said

you're a darlin'


he meant

I won't be staying



and then the joy of the night it fell completely
cause she'd heard that line just too many goddamn times.

and all the nights
he filled with wonder

became
another mem'ry

so when anyone one
calls her sweetheart

she thinks
yeah here it comes

cause when he says you're a darlin'
does he mean he won't be stayin' the night

and sure as hell not forever?




and all the nights
he fills with wonder

and all the nights
he fills with wonder

and all the nights
he filled

with wonder