Sunflowers crawl up glass cheeks

A world of purple covered butter cups
And iron clad daisies
Speaks volumes of how you
Picture yourself
When the ivy describes its sunrise with a hard consonant sound
And the bubbles blow babies
Starts sounding profound
When the whiskers on evening and the elephant's dreams
All wind up for dinner or coming over for death
With a sidecar and a box of sugar free kisses
Or a note from your loved one that is signed
Paperclip this
Refer to the man who prefers to be me
Unless wishing for golden giggles at approximately here
So suit up or get down
Whichever the wind sings
By boxing in a beautiful shadow or walking along on thin air
Beneath the sunrise of a rose’s nervous blush
I can’t count the times I’ve made rubber confessions
Or pretended to believe I was drowning in drawers of tiny trees
But believe in the pen that can scream from its knees
Pink hungry hope pancakes
And a glass of cold teeth.

Playlist

And she's chosen to believe
in the hymns her mother sings …

Words are flying out
like endless rain into a paper cup …

Caught by a wave my back to the ocean.
It knocks me off my feet …

I'll get used to this eventually
I know, I know …

Then the light begins to shine and I hear those ancient lullabies
And as I watched this seedling grow, feel my heart start to overflow …

Couldn't find it in your eyes
But I'm sure it's written all over my face …

I don’t know why nobody told you
How to unfold your love …

And though your dreams may toss and turn you now
They will vanish away like your daddy’s best jeans …

And the streets don’t change
but maybe the names …

And we'll bask in the shadow of yesterday's triumph,
And sail on this steel breeze …

I know we can’t all stay here forever
So I want to write my words on the face of today …

And just as I find my footing
here you come again …

And the things you can't remember
Tell the things you can't forget that ….

When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, got no secrets to conceal …

Well if mercy's a business, I wish it for you
More than just ashes when your dreams come true …

Whatever colors you have in your mind
I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine …

And the gift she sends to me
a solitary way …

I changed
by not changing at all …

Will the wind ever remember the names
it has blown in the past? …

Freedom is just another word
for nothing left to lose …

So hold nice and close once you get down to your soul
So that when it is cold you won't feel so alone …

'Cause nothin' lasts forever
Even cold November rain …

And maybe you can believe it if it helps you to sleep
But singing works just fine for me …

Far from a round table, but not from Arthur Street ...

Laying on a damp bed of cool grass
My heavy head held in a bowl of fingers
And heavy lids about to confess
That they haven’t yet seen all they had intended
But it had been enough.

A loud sky finds the back of bare skin
Overwhelmed by the stars and the wind
Which both make more sense
Than the young thoughts that carried my feet to this place
Or the old dreams that will carry them back.

Once the wind settles, the voices grab on
Flickering prayers and steady hopes swim with decent fears
In and out of time like the tides in a tiny glass bowl
Rocking itself to a restless sleep
Before another breeze blows them all away again.

A touch. Maybe it was a kiss. A forgotten chore.
A full night’s duty to the coming day
Sworn to protect and honor what it chases but hasn’t met
And may never know
With a life that was never meant to be it’s own.

Then a song, quick and interrupted but painfully proud
In its defiance of the night, the voices
And sleeping, suffocating giants without concern for the stars, the wind
Or nearby tidal waves of reality
But desperate in its duty to honor what it can no longer defend.

A stampede of love, a cold tear from heaven and a heartbroken cricket
Remind me that it’s not possible to be lonely
Without the burden of regret
Or to sleep soundly without giving yourself up
To the night.

learned a new trick today ...

does that mean i'm not an old dog?

“A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another, they will fall for each other...Maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever” ~ dmb

.~. close your eyes .~.

written in the early morning hours after a caffeine-induced all-nighter staring at computer screens under penetrating fluorescent lights. still don't dream like i used to ...

haven't been this inspired in a long time ... think it's time i did something about that. listening for a voice ...


laying on the edge of sleep
between blankets of shit undone
exhaustion breaking down the walls
Ive kept up with caffeine and adrenaline
too tired to be anyone but me
or to feel anything but this
deep desire to hold you
as if at any moment you might be blown away
and I might wake up alone again
another night gone by
but here, between next and now,
I cant help but believe my arms were made to fit around your waist
tracing the line of your pants with a painters grace
pausing to lay my palm against your warm skin
listening to our heartbeats synchronize
smelling your special blend
of vanilla and apple scent
closing all space between the small of your back
and my chest
my lips are called to their prodigal purpose
dancing along that space on your neck
just below your ear
that I cannot kiss without making you squirm
you whisper my name unconsciously
your beautiful voice coming to me from memory
and just as im about to slip away into darkness
to meet you on a familiar beach at sunset
with white sand and long shadows
the stars so close im tempted to pick one out of the sky for you
and let it glow in our room like a constant candle
how about the north star? Or orions belt buckle?
nothing but the best I would say
and as I drift off wishing this were more than a dream
your fingers find mine and our hands embrace
and I know
that I'll never sleep so well again