Tell Me You

Close your eyes slowly

and tell me what is in front of you

a road, a stone, a wall..maybe....nothing?

tell me what drives you, inspires you

what grabs you by the mind and drags you

to places you tried so hard, 

to forget, now

tell me....

what is real? what is touchable?

or what is imaginable?

when mountains cover this place

so deep beneath the side walk

which you stumble upon

to find a cross walk that guides you

with man made paint

safely to the other side

a cross walk is a guide, only a guide

a 2 lined white lie

you could do it alone all along

you just never knew it cause

here you were planted

you grew, grew more, then blossomed

fed on a schedule, how were you to know

what you didn't know?

How were you know what laid below?

How?

Finally an eraser

taking away the confusion, making

it disappear, for now you

walk alone

you walk alone

you walk alone

and it's beautiful to see your steps

find their way, even through mistake...

what is most important in life is,

to see life as a gift, not a choice

if you have a voice, raise your voice

if you are given choice, what's your choice?

and question is only a chemistry

just be, just be, just be

what you are naturally

no power is higher than you

unless you allow it

so if you're not happy

dont allow it.

What drives you, inspires you

what grabs you by the mind and drags you

to places you tried so hard, 

to forget, now

tell me....

what is real? what is touchable?

or what is imaginable?

When dreams are all you have to hold

tell me

your name, your real name,  tell me you

tell me everything.

God Damned It

Well we are the God damned
you thought it was God you said
You thought, well you think too much
Use God as crutch
You name all the stars after
people you thought you knew
Well..that's nothing new
No, that's nothing at all
You have so many cans in the kitchen
unopened but you are starving
It's all God's fault, all God's fault
that it is nothing you asked for at all
We'll we are the God damned
and you are the boat full of too much thinking
and I'd be damned if I save you from sinking
you'll just bring me down too
Your conscience watched the world turn it's back on you
But it is all God's fault, yea it's all God's fault
that you can't move your bones alone
You thought, well you think too much
and it's my fault cause I don't care enough
Well we are all the God damned
and God dammit! God dammit! God damned it...
You thought it was God, you thought
well you think too much, just not enough

Dam

And the beaver
continues to builds the dam
the water is willing to stick around.

Simple notes

It's raining outside, it's cold,  it's true

Take a peek into your reflection in the shallow pond beneath you

I hear it singing softly, you are swaying

and Im catching your tears as they leak

if there are words to say,  bury them here to keep

watching the guitar player pluck at his strings

he is picking the notes making ripples in the stream

maybe now is all that is meant to be

a single celled organism growing beautifully

i am a leaf catching every drop as it falls

you hear every word, every hint as i call

your name here you rest your head against mine

the world may be falling apart but this time

I know we'll make it through cause

i have you

So i write this story 

cause i know how it began

and i'll continue writing this story till i know

how it ends

and if it seems the notes the guitar player plays

are out of tune, in June, it's quite soon

I'll always come back for you

Shhhh..it's about to start...

You are a whispering cell

in the belly of a tiny girl

following threads of shiny silk braids

that grew from the ground and winded up tightly 

through the slow rusting bars on her cage

for certain she knows if she sings in tune 

with a song of a victorious time she once knew

the shape of her body will fall into place

covered in daffodils and malleable clay

you'll mold her into the veins to your heart

place her name where it cant tear apart

follow it down, to a whispering cell

in the belly of a new tiny girl

covered in strings, tied up in thread

connected to wood dancing over her head

held with the thoughts we can not explain

till her tiny bones are your only remains

life is the dream, dreams are the truth

if the sky isn't blue to you then it's true

our bodies are puppets, the earth is our stage

and we are part of the best show ever made

Hollow Bones

We found our way down an avenue

full of broken bricks and shattered glass

and through your slurring words i made

a pact we meant not to take seriously

as the slush we kicked around

smeared it all together,  i fell into

your arms forever to kiss

that swaying promise

but the walls seem to crack and stumble

onto the concrete ground we call captivity 

our center of gravity

buried deep below this ground

i find the roots of where belonging

is the longest journey and 

here you breathe

next to me, faithfully

so beautiful it must be a dream

an illusion from some other time i have 

no right to believe in

when the winds picked up

we swayed in synchronization watching

the birds spread their wings and 

take advantage of the harsh winds

then fly away