There's a lightness to the land
I'm not at home on my own two feet
While waves and empty hands
Both shake within the weight beneath
My mind is a closed door
With so much open space inside for
A universe of thoughts waiting to collide inside
Your voice, in a familiar key
Melodiously beckons me
To the beat of this slowly widening tide
There's a heartbeat to these rocks
And all the proof I need is hidden there
At the edge where the continent stops
Where the wind winds wistfully her haloed hair
My mind is a collapsing maze
And I've been known to get lost in there for days
Looking for a way to find myself without losing who I am
My doubts resigning
With your eyes and mine aligning
Remind me that I don't have to go back to who I've been
You're teaching me how to be
A more connected kind of me
This distance is the sea
But the water is beckoning
You're reaching out, I see
Our arms like a bridge there in between
Hold tight to this fragility
And wait until the reckoning
(Oh dear, how you're wreckin' me)
My mind is a broken centrifuge
And a summertime attempt at luge
'Cause I'll spin round and round and stay right there in the dust too
When all my familiar lies
Choke me tight like courtroom neckties
You walk in so informal as if its normal to expect me to trust you
There's a lightness to the land
I'm not at home on my own two feet
As you reach out a welcoming hand
And speechlessness takes the place of warning
Monday, November 22, 2010
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Old Habits
Watch me go
I'm already gone
I was never really here
But you should know
I was always wrong
And it's quickly becoming clear
That we are what we are
And if that's changing
Maybe I've made it for the worse
Have we already gone too far
To accept the estranging
This pattern is my curse
I'm already gone
I was never really here
But you should know
I was always wrong
And it's quickly becoming clear
That we are what we are
And if that's changing
Maybe I've made it for the worse
Have we already gone too far
To accept the estranging
This pattern is my curse
Thursday, November 18, 2010
What do you do when it seems like speaking the truth in love isn't the same thing as speaking the truth in kindness?
What do you do when, in attempting to remove your mask, you notice a line of people waiting to replace it with their own?
What do you do when you're an alien or a shadow or a broken toy?
What do you do when the curtains open and you've forgotten all your lines?
What do you do when you know there's more but everyone else is settling?
What do you do when maybe you're wrong?
What do you do when sleep runs away at night and chases you down all day?
What do you do when comfort is nowhere to be found and home is too much an abstraction?
What do you do when it doesn't feel worth it to trust 'cause they'll probably end up hating you anyway?
What do you do when you catch a glimpse of the hurt in the world and it kills you?
What do you do...ever?
What do you do when, in attempting to remove your mask, you notice a line of people waiting to replace it with their own?
What do you do when you're an alien or a shadow or a broken toy?
What do you do when the curtains open and you've forgotten all your lines?
What do you do when you know there's more but everyone else is settling?
What do you do when maybe you're wrong?
What do you do when sleep runs away at night and chases you down all day?
What do you do when comfort is nowhere to be found and home is too much an abstraction?
What do you do when it doesn't feel worth it to trust 'cause they'll probably end up hating you anyway?
What do you do when you catch a glimpse of the hurt in the world and it kills you?
What do you do...ever?
Monday, November 15, 2010
This is the Dark Side of Shallow Conversations
The house sat silent
For the first time in its long life
I'm sure it creaked when it was made
There were statues made of cobwebs
Painting every corner a shade of ages past
A legacy of leftover and half-forgotten promises
The utter emptiness of it
Even when filled to the brim
Was a wailing of its own
But now it no longer stood
Screaming its shutters off
But sat silent and serene
Perfect in quiet
Reflected in the sky of memories
And burning, slowly, to the ground
I watched from beneath the canopy
Of the valley trees
Looking up at the nostalgic flames
For the first time in its long life
I'm sure it creaked when it was made
There were statues made of cobwebs
Painting every corner a shade of ages past
A legacy of leftover and half-forgotten promises
The utter emptiness of it
Even when filled to the brim
Was a wailing of its own
But now it no longer stood
Screaming its shutters off
But sat silent and serene
Perfect in quiet
Reflected in the sky of memories
And burning, slowly, to the ground
I watched from beneath the canopy
Of the valley trees
Looking up at the nostalgic flames
Sunday, November 14, 2010
That Cat Probably Followed Us for About the Past Five Blocks
Are those wrecking balls
I hear your walls are closin' in
From across the way
Did someone say
They found a way to get back in
Now all the ears are itchin' for
Needles just for stitchin' your
Rippin' seams the way that they see fit
No matter how you fight or try to hide,
Seems they won't quite quit
And now everyday's a war winnin' nothin' back
You're not chased by your past, 'cause it doesn't even need to try
What can I say, this beat up horse is off the old beaten track
And no one can see that you were meant to fly
Locked in cages for ages made of ears and teeth and tiny pretty pieces of the sky
With a word writ in dirt as your jaded eyes bleed
Look up with your mask, never dare ask, "why me"
Oceans away from these open arms
Though your sitting closer than either one of us can believe
Hope is a wave that has caused you so much harm
But right now it seems to have brought you here to me
And I wish I could save you
But I'm not good like everyone else
When I can barely face you
It's only because I'm ashamed of myself
And then you smile and look so intently on
And your hands are your voice, and your eyes are your song
And for an instant I think I have met you for the first time
And I know everything will turn out fine
I hear your walls are closin' in
From across the way
Did someone say
They found a way to get back in
Now all the ears are itchin' for
Needles just for stitchin' your
Rippin' seams the way that they see fit
No matter how you fight or try to hide,
Seems they won't quite quit
And now everyday's a war winnin' nothin' back
You're not chased by your past, 'cause it doesn't even need to try
What can I say, this beat up horse is off the old beaten track
And no one can see that you were meant to fly
Locked in cages for ages made of ears and teeth and tiny pretty pieces of the sky
With a word writ in dirt as your jaded eyes bleed
Look up with your mask, never dare ask, "why me"
Oceans away from these open arms
Though your sitting closer than either one of us can believe
Hope is a wave that has caused you so much harm
But right now it seems to have brought you here to me
And I wish I could save you
But I'm not good like everyone else
When I can barely face you
It's only because I'm ashamed of myself
And then you smile and look so intently on
And your hands are your voice, and your eyes are your song
And for an instant I think I have met you for the first time
And I know everything will turn out fine
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Hot Coffee, Cold Water, Eyes Look Down
A catching in your breath
You don't know what to say
A racing in your chest
As love wanders away
Up a flight of stairs
Like a ghost of something real
An exoskeleton
Forgetting how to feel
She says she doesn't know how
To breathe the same stale air
To put on the same uniform
And the mask she's s'posed to wear
You say she doesn't have to
But she acts like you're a lie
And you wonder if it's your fault
When she says she wants to die
Are you just another luster
That's been lost from its old ore
Or are you hidden somewhere deep inside
A now bereft and burnt-out core
Yeah, you don't know what to say
But you've been trying to figure out
What if anything she'd listen to
Of love without a doubt
But the world's beaten her black and blue
For the beautiful and vain
But you know there's so much more to her
So much more it drives you insane
Now you'd love to be her only one
But you know you're not what she needs
A savior who knows her every step
But loves her for more than her good deeds
Someone who loves her in her heavy heart
Someone who holds her deep inside
Someone who knows her and meets her in the dark
And comforts her when she cries
And no matter how much you want it
You still don't know what to say
To make her see the worth she has
As love wanders away
Yeah, no matter how much you say it
Right now all you can do is pray
And it kills you 'cause you know it's killin' her
As love wanders away
You don't know what to say
A racing in your chest
As love wanders away
Up a flight of stairs
Like a ghost of something real
An exoskeleton
Forgetting how to feel
She says she doesn't know how
To breathe the same stale air
To put on the same uniform
And the mask she's s'posed to wear
You say she doesn't have to
But she acts like you're a lie
And you wonder if it's your fault
When she says she wants to die
Are you just another luster
That's been lost from its old ore
Or are you hidden somewhere deep inside
A now bereft and burnt-out core
Yeah, you don't know what to say
But you've been trying to figure out
What if anything she'd listen to
Of love without a doubt
But the world's beaten her black and blue
For the beautiful and vain
But you know there's so much more to her
So much more it drives you insane
Now you'd love to be her only one
But you know you're not what she needs
A savior who knows her every step
But loves her for more than her good deeds
Someone who loves her in her heavy heart
Someone who holds her deep inside
Someone who knows her and meets her in the dark
And comforts her when she cries
And no matter how much you want it
You still don't know what to say
To make her see the worth she has
As love wanders away
Yeah, no matter how much you say it
Right now all you can do is pray
And it kills you 'cause you know it's killin' her
As love wanders away
Thursday, November 4, 2010
3 haikus
No longer waiting
To understand who you are
But rather trusting
This is a danger
But right now in this moment
No better cliff-edge
There was a sadness
As I sat discontented
But here is the smile
To understand who you are
But rather trusting
This is a danger
But right now in this moment
No better cliff-edge
There was a sadness
As I sat discontented
But here is the smile
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