 BLAND DISASTERS Perfect Sentences Suffice I swear it a long night Only heartache I hung the pieces in the pieces of my mind You’re the mastermind of my desire Please don’t smell so bad Whatever he did, they’re frightening Someone’s pulling something on the ultimate Like yesterday It pays to be sweet They’ve gone far beyond Now they’ve hit the sky of everything Forces of evil The history of One Losing activities In the long night. Generous Deeds The world needs Generous Deeds. In the pouring rain I wet my lips again Real people speaking Crying without weeping. Sometimes you fail but you don’t know why or when That’s living through the fire. I need you like I do To try and see it through. - 1991 The Heartaches You Embrace The heartaches you embrace One little thing after another Solar flags are flying Lifting a finger Now I’m going to play Like a formless state immersed in space Always changing, never changed A full moon filtered through the fog just enough A meteor streaked through the sky The pear doesn’t grow on the apple tree And crooked isn’t straight. I am unable to do what I did. I am unable to say why Bells are ringing in the air. Instructions on Leaving Turn the porch light out As if you were asleep inside But the light is on In the bedroom. Faxed Poem The lovely sun is high And so am I But nighttime comes Hit my pillow! It’s All Closed to Me Your heart can rise above these things. I misinterpret everything. I am! I am! I have to be strong within yet I can’t recommend that to anyone. Hmm. That makes it difficult. I will only be satisfied with a No! Everybody’s stuck, How can I be sure I’m not doing wrong? A new era has begun, You have free-will. Use it! It seems unmistakable. The moon just went behind the hill. How could you ever doubt my love for you? When you believe in things you don’t understand, then you suffer. This is what I’ve been waiting for Ever since my voyage has led me to you. I don’t know what’s right or wrong anymore. With the best anticipation in the world I'm hastening. What if I’m aiding and abetting something evil? Departing again Do you have to ask? It’s all closed to me. - 1995 Where the Waters Flow It starts in the brain Where there are cracks in the walls Never enough to correct the change I’ve suited my body while in motion From the haunting imagination. I am a fork and a knife. You who are about to leave After the A.M. is alive, You aren’t going to be concentrated or sweetened. A lethal extra Including the wrinkles You see right through the night. I may be the only one Beyond heaven. Give me the love that you want. Skirting over the edge of everything No one knows what your dreams will reveal. It was a long time ago. Thank you, I am living. Oh, how brave you are. This life can drive you crazy. It’s a hard thing to talk about war. He was very good to me. Now you will never die. The glitter of the gold reflected in the jeweled eyes Who has now the floor? One good thing after another No one’s plan is lucky very much. Why we visit the past: I don’t know how anything could be if it was. My heart is ready for you. Everything is hilarious until you know what’s funny. I knew it would end like this. With a whistle and a prayer Where everything else is alike, Where the waters flow Sweeter than ever, It’s a total thing. Oh. everything is moving our way There will be trouble ahead Emotion is the final object. They ovulate information Brains and honey. If words could speak Then I’d sing a song. Integrity Let me have a double martini, straight up And don’t act like a pup, bartender. I’m in a hurry. Looking backwards through the years The pieces just disappear That’s what I fear. Evergreen and new What tortures me I do not make my bed, my bed makes me. I miss my cue Dreams of what might have been. Beyond hope There is nothing Beyond nothing There is hope. --1996 In the Bowels Something wonderful A negative feeling Some days you are terrible One after another Another grave mistake Wait for altered light This is now a time to share What else would you like What’s more mysterious than this Where you exist In tomorrow This is what you want Separate the consequences A breathe of fresh air The ecstasy The only space available to us Imagine a part of you that adjusts as you need it Wherever you have been in the body with me in the undertow I haven’t tortured you enough Everything is an option When you interject yourself into the situation Wherever it goes I will always be you This is the major leagues, the big show It’s too late to hope A great bunch of prayer Our wings are expressed on the face of the earth Mystical Or where the body goes berserk Go forth again You are on-again, off-again Where everything is angry Where would we go In the infinite space of yesterday I‘ve taken advantage of you, I guess There’s too much suffering here Being dead is a much better place Now I am aware of you Wading into the waters Why are there so many errors? Everything is a rough edge Watching me die It’s almost done Did I miss the journey yet Go into my realm Away in the distance Where everything is stored The secret of the spirit That information is not given I guess you could say The rumors are true The rabble are my people Now it’s nothing but ashes You live on dead dreams In every world You’re courting death. Evening Serenade A waltz with you in spring Means everything. The dream I’m voting for — The eyes of fate Have spoken out loud. A pure material cause Criminals fighting crime, One deserves the other. I couldn’t consult tomorrow — Will tomorrow ever come? You’ll know who I am by the song that I sing. The language never lies Moving things For just this occasion. Stroll around the grounds until you feel secure. I still can’t seem to fit. Any way you look at kids you lose Strapped together. Everything is pure and simple Nothing is full of everything. Everyone was right, which is rarely seen Looking out my window. If I could, I would, but then I'd be living a lie Which I despise Here on the raft Of your love for me. Can you feel it spin Like a waltz with you in spring? Imaginary Terrors Time for a new vibration Inevitably it follows the day the appearance of a total loss It was waiting for me. All my life it was waiting for me bumping along a rocky road confusing the possibilities I dread in the name of freedom I thought I’d see you to the door I don’t understand what motivates these people It’s difficult to understand why I just can’t help but think This is going on all the time In your mind You never can tell the sweetness of your heart It only takes a minute To unlock pennies a day Since I picked up the habit See, there is no need for me to speak More plans emerge than before. Shakespeare Know it well: Some achieve greatness again and again When time shall call him home Let it be alone That trudge between the king and shore a suppliant evermore Large-handed robbers She is stirring My honest friend, The place Makes claim Since you in non-regardance cast my faith At point of death To wind about my love with circumstance As I am a Christian soul When the courtesy of it is so fearful Your spirit is too true, your fears too certain These eyes, which never shed remorseful tear, Then shall we hear the alarm And coldly furnish forth the marriage tables, A pick-axe and a spade, For in my sense it is happiness to die And dream. — Be patient and give them leave. — Virtue itself of vice, my villain! — My testy master.. — Malodorous malcontent, excrement Which stretches to their servants, children, wives Like scent into the temple. — The troop is past – — O what a world is this! — I hope it is some pardon or reprieve. — I love the sport well, you speedy helpers Till it is whetted on your stoney cold hearts. — June 24, 1998 Who Knew? Even the evidence is ambiguous All the evidence is ambiguous My arthritis pain Many a Mickey Mouse Go ahead and dream That’s what we’re here for, isn’t it? You’ve got our attention Everybody obeys the rules Food is a joy to be shared by all the senses Any truck, any van Delivered to your home or business That dull, insipid little place… Want to be misled? It’s better if I don’t know The idiots have reached a millennium Serenely serenading I want for nothing Not for all the gold Welcome back to the human race I’ll get the supplies in the storeroom I like it very much. That’s a problem, wondering what it is that’s come over you I admire your integrity Speak not at all I want to know you better Living is giving Misogynist, philologist, philanthropist, therapist lawyer, doctor, clown Like a last jagged kiss Which continued on and on Obsessed with any future In your magic world. Journey to the Thing You slip and slide When you deride The forces of nature However to be When the calm hits the storm I’m getting pretty unhappy to be The last point being I make up my mind Where there is a need As the hours connect Who would have thought All is not doomed to fail Something strategic about it enigmatic little comments Are you mad or just insane? He sits under a bare tree in a gloomy valley Off he will go tomorrow Will we count down the hours Before he arrives Before the end of days I’m glad the principles still apply An economic shoe Here in the land of sunrise They were concentrating on An uncomprehending stare For some people it’s a natural thing Dogs will bark Keep saying to yourself When you’re sorry How many people are in love And what do they think Of your story It’s OK, it’s enough At nightfall in a hot and dusty land I don’t want to miss a day of fun. — August 1999 Path to Yourself Like an old wind I’m blowing down the dusty miles as I gather on the steps of time The trace of a face I see Reflected in the glass Revealing the feeling As my heart burns in a dream Overheard indistinctly No longer the closed fist Of my love for you. That Thought That thought then that will pass forever Who else would know Their limits As they pass? I forgot to get your supper I’d much prefer to drink I’m a retired dentist Hope is a smile A living medley The fact of life in so many ways Who else would know who prayed for you a moment ago Who smiled What makes it stay enough life that passes forever? You’re all at ease I was nearly prostrate I seem to be getting involved It was a wonderful lunch Your smile was warm and appealing Hunger has no conscience While she is dying The clown reads: “Let’s see the sky adrift A cold, impersonal force How the embers shine The perfect effect of the idiom Music so high in the sky Where the last finger slips” The clown weeps How’s that for a neat trick When the story ends What makes it stay? — 1999 Will It Rain? Will it rain? I don’t know. That’s one path left to explore — Of course, I don’t know the rest. There’s no one grading me, is there? I’m all alone. You think I can’t read? “Masks were used for everything.” Another use for everything: A disappearing zero. Everything seemed good enough to me. There’s nothing much to do anyway. Hey, where did he come from? You know nothing but don’t feel it. Another false accusation “Absurd enough to be real” the hidden motifs which brought me here. Awakened by thousands of cushions You’re full of a nameless dread. They’ve chained everything. You’re over fifty and still exploring. Do good and be kind to your feelings. A great wave surrounds us Full of tears. They’re laughing in the dark in the night, in the end, in the rain A terrible truth spreads like toothpaste. — 1999 Sonnet (You Opened Up His Suitcase) You opened up his suitcase! There are many choices they make I punctuate the positive zone With anxious thoughts Of inscrutable dilemmas. Open up the bank! I wouldn’t say that’s the right way of doing things, he said With a grin I guess we’ll never go anywhere again We’ll stay in our own little pen Inscrutably sent A really depressed personality. I see a face, I see a skull I see me seeing you. — 1999-2000 Formula One — for Patrick The vortex of this winter’s work How many generations have already been ambushed Raw power and the rise and fall increasingly hard and lurid, horrible word but true balanced on his forehead I love everything vicariously through him over a cup of coffee short and sharp This judgment is made solely it says only now It was the perfect cue This is excellent news famed for its awesome power Then came the gradual decline evocative and magical age We all got together with our favorite plea a significant performance By assessing man and machine The rough road was won delivering numerous battles Nobody moves except you a visitor of frequent swings against their so-called colleagues and they already have their own engineers to keep a close eye on things A more healthy atmosphere if he’s given a free hand Virtually to the death If things change that did very well Every problem worries you The endless stream of cash continued as the solitary point required heavy braking the same week and a few eyebrows were raised There is an irony here, hard to control If you blinked, you missed it emotions running wild in tears down his face There had been some poetic justice No wings on a naked, mechanical machine laconic, understatedly cool You’re sitting right in the middle of the gas tank And someone else is accelerating. - 5/00 Easy for Me It’s easy for me to see Mysteries, conspiracies Hold the ship steady I don’t want interruptions In the burning space You should know you never know A grim little piece of rock Do you hear something? In the eyes of the victim, the killer Who knows where The excitement is melting Where the water flow It becomes an intuitive state of permanent ecstasy its only hope for survival in fact it’s alive Here where you exist in the midst of memories Overjoyed In the waxed space of the Harmonious blend Take care that you don’t see What the heart would know And now the case is closed A little fix I was not going to take out A little heart I saw the kind of service Protein cars give A lazy way to be There was no obvious tampering that was anti What changed your mind? The very next day might be my last If I pray every night It’s precious to me And easy Like rolling off a rug onto a floor Or backing out of a swinging door Or saying I adore All your rings Around invisible things as the darkness rolls into space behind your face Where nobody goes Intensively the pain easily grows Nobody minds It’s ephemeral A happenstance that comes and goes In your eyes The smooth surfaces ignite. I’ve Told You I’ve told you everything I know about that I’ve told you everything you know about me I’ve told you all the facts I know about you If I were you I’d watch my back I can see it all so clearly I’m reminded of the hazards we might face I laugh when I think of their pitiful attempts I want to remember all of this Sounds simple enough A physical entity It is without pride I want everything to be just right Restlessness is so sleep relieving It’s time for me to take a more active role It’s time for me to die It’s gotta be real You know who you are It’s a little disorienting I’ll leave you alone for a few hours You really miss me, don’t you? I hold my hands behind my back To discover these things about you It’s the top of the volcano Icy cool laughs It’s not in the cards for me They lost their way They’re the best Selling everywhere Hope There’s just one problem It laughs As we laugh We got laughs Although I am not feeling well Don’t want another day. For years we were unhappy We have no idea What to think Can you tell me what’s brand new? Ask how, ask now I understand you’re willing to stop I’m the one who knows Nothing jumped out I see the faces You don’t know the middle until you see the end Now I don’t see it I’ll see you tomorrow I’ve told you how different it makes Letter to the world: Are we gonna eat enough? You should have said What was enough Existence where it was We’re all friends here, aren’t we? There’s no need for panic I won’t shed any tears This is the dream assignment We’ll try not to have any medical emergencies You are becoming like them A little bit I haven’t got time for this Do you want me to flatter you on the edge of an abyss where you are hanging freely Now we are here in the price of rice in the fog of the afternoon that may be The fortunate twin Everyone’s favorite High on a hill Now in the afternoon I was running a few simulations The one thing I wanted I knew Wherever it ends in the atmosphere Or the big thing was Not to be I feel stricken I’m the one who knows You are my old friend Now I have to leave The one thing I knew You are not to be fooled Oh, they rarely wonder about such things in their little pink houses No shit down here You go to work in the morning and then you’re dead A useless operation And a ghost still walks the laundromat of tears Like a glamorous Polynesian in a silk sarong Who is inventing everything. — 2000 Deliverance You are always like a fool In your beginning I thought you’d be delighted The antistrophe Overwhelmed at last You are cold to my touch Like a clam is what I am Touched and untouched Nerves of steel, cast-iron muscle I take a mystical view Experience the saltwater pool Like a rock In the middle Shooting thunder You’re delaying the inevitable I’ve been thinking Quality doesn’t control It looked better than it would Your charm will take you further Wherever it goes I’ve shifted my focus From me I should like to seriously hunt I’m wired for that A great passion for life While continuing to shine Violent eyes. — 2000 The End of Forgetting I whistle a happy tune I’m glad you can smile Do you hear the cries of starving children? Where nothing is alive I’m turning into you Like a dream cake It doesn’t have to be this way You can hear my cries smile It’s as bad as it sounds A bigger show than ever Brighter than stars God looks down on high Don’t make me hate you Don’t go panting away For some new thrill or other I’m in the sky tonight Watching the world rise Passed forgetting or getting I’ve reached that stage again Where everything is Where it began. - 10/00 Puny Pointers The day is past, and perhaps happily I am dreaming The endless tune Where the story waits O solo mio The journey awaits The puny pointers You think you will But you won’t As if you wanted to It was almost like joy You feel like you’re about to go on a long trip I could feel my brain Sweeping hysteria Into a thing of the past Who would have thought the glow The quiet redemption Where nothing is Holy like it was A thing of the past Revealed forever. Actually it ebbs and flows Like it used to be in an everlasting way Or nothing is divine. Of course You are unique, I suppose. An open block A necessary thing I am here tomorrow Only one technique Technique of sorrow I borrow the mantle of pity Yesterday was very near It had no sorrow at last And like an arrow It went fast Happily, you’re sad again. People are sneering Where is the light? Where is the light forever? What is it concealing? - November 2000 Hotel Chelsea Savoy From the trivial to the risible We make our way From the obscure to the demure We hear what they say From the numinous to the voluminous We spend the day From the crass to the crappy We’ve no time to play. A dip in the chemical cemetery Memory is just a rap Look as far as you want An explosion in return You should feel ever after This behavior This emotion locking it up There is nothing we know There is nothing we don’t know Who adjusted the flame Before we meet again There isn’t enough time, is there? Why don’t I hold your cookie Here Where it’s forever a blast You know you can’t afford it We need to have an alternate formula A ceremony we can afford When the sun comes down In our streets in flame This subtle dream may fade Gone like a leaf blown away An empty smoke ring Softly and deeply Something is calling Enjoy your skin Have fun I’m a regular guy Sometimes I lie In this bizarre mirage Let me think You will not leave Somewhere where you wouldn’t say no To worship an object, an ebullient theory I won’t ever tell you about it so You’ll never know Hmm! It’s morning Although I wouldn’t insist upon it You could call it a prank An emotional embodiment Leaching the prime You’ll think Another metaphor tonight Hollywood is ready With that darned snake Where does all this belong? There is something raw and significant here In a monotone Let me graze tonight Swiftly they run Hello again Where there is an end to slow and fast Whenever whatever it mattered. Pure and Total Pure and total There is nothing to arrange in a gradual manner There is nothing in particular Through the power of the gaze Performing the dance steps as naturally we recede in the total space of time How hard it is to find Mind the bender of all things You have happiness and you have suffered in a silent place without speaking Not even the tiniest part of anything can be understood Like the indefinable colors of a rainbow, a band of ice The people were amazed How it glows. — 2000 Superior Stories A number of thoughtful decisions Something we must say. There is no objective evidence at the bottom end of the spectrum. Don’t wait for contentious visitors There’s always another twist. I try to be as clear as I can be Nothing is said stupidly. I take money in a bucket is a thought that never ends. Here is a mighty pencil Here is a little keyhole. Don’t touch your body Until you see me. Caught in the gloaming Ahead a curve. Fall back on the powers of happiness One thing we think for both of us. It will help them to see This is not the only question. Another dismal excuse Although you’ve connected to me. I told her it was a mistake Long-range saving is an illusion. Laying-up in each other Everything is possible. We really appreciate it a lot There’s another appearance. To maintain your desire It’s truly wonderful. It didn’t last long Never again to hear the song. So eager to try again A beautiful spoon of glass. At last An action figure of fun. — 10/00 Sonnet (Safe and Fun) A safe and fun summer season We’ll show you how Dining in tonight? You’re an imposter but Be my guest. Today’s seemingly infallible, unstoppable, unreachable, unreal, wild and impossible world Another busy and uncertain day One that is not Having fun Will eventually falter And then where will you be? Emptiness itself Dreams in the bright Star-shining things of night — April 2000 December 30, 2000 A unique relationship finally blossoms On the horizon of a major decision Great joy comes from expanding Your passion. Love is met while pursuing Subtle hints from a humbling scenario. Running away from it Catch on quickly as you do Improve your personal life And bear with tedious proceedings. Relax and make yourself available Flowing through the morning Among the things in our own thought processes Others view as savvy Forcing on partnership And well worth it To pay for experts More effective than flashy fads Survey the chances Due to misdirected energy That has recently occurred Until it’s just right. Mates may argue By enlarging your circle New and exciting demands To expand your know-how Disengage for now And plan a trip. Responsibility is futile To create a mental space Remember dreams and keep the ideas Sleeping past the alarm To realize the smartest thing A previously inactive situation. If you assemble a team Loved ones trust you. Love is met. A friend comes through. Big things fall neatly into place. Mull over the plan. It gives you time To work up an enviable momentum. Someone charming Can fit into your budget When you need it Bring passion into your life So get out and try. Allow adequate time To open up new realms of possibility. Sit back and help. A lack of funds Triggers others’ apathy. Most of all You are consistent and will ask for help With personal and career goals Many will experience And only the wisest among us Have managed For plans to be carried through. You are given heaps of incentive. Everybody can’t Clear away excessive material items. Concentrate on the particulars. You improve every area of life Now going strong A new commitment is yours To complete a project As a better person. Pay attention to your wanderlust. Listen to suggestions. Classic styles are trendy. Collaboration and marriage Focus Paradise Self-help endeavors, life And do your own thing. You are creative. He or she will emerge from it And for your cerebral interests Inspire new friends. Be patient, allow And he or she and friends May teach you much. Only chain your energy so Feuding family members Everywhere you look Make the most of it. Marriage of people who share your values Stop talking If you want it Ready for Opportunities for love When you Start networking or Nothing ventured, nothing gained Makes no New purchases. So it is, joy comes Your knowledge of art Yourself Out of projects. —from the Daily Horoscope by Joyce Jillson Get Over Your Fear Get over your fear and follow me The weary light Or else I’m lost Mow it over The rotten stuff Or is the world enough Oh well, the world waits for no one A beautiful summer’s day A clap of thunder in the west Oh God, where is the day As if there was one I will not survive Speak to your doctor The lake is good for your soul The parade floats by On the grill and golden brown Just one word has the power to heal Ascending into the atmosphere We’ve cleaned the house As if it were new We go through this every time Of course, I’m with you I hear in the end Where ever love bites you Awful in the end A big swift kick It easily lifts your face from your skin Kissing a fool Let’s pretend Watching the wide world rise This doesn’t end Which way should I turn Invading your home It happened exactly as planned Such inferior materials You will never understand Oh, give me something to believe in Given all the factors for consideration Another moon Whatever ignites Your soul So what if forever doesn’t Underneath and overall I’ll be here forever In the mists of you Anybody want to talk about what happiness is Get over it Now I want to know what everything is Link and it’s gone. Three Poems of His Madness — after Hølderlin 1. A lively blue blossoms on the metal roof of the steeple. Swallows cry and hover above it and a roaring blue surrounds it. The sun gets hot over it, farmer of blue, and afterwards a silent wind opens the mouth of the weathercock. When anyone under the clock comes down the steps tripping, it is a still-life because when the figure detaches itself from the background, the truly heroic build of man is made known. The window under the clock is a beautiful gate, namely a tone of night, of nature a wind or a gate just as these appear like trees of a wood. Right here after so much beauty in this diversity an earnest thought is stated. So the image is simple, so holy and simple it seems a sin to describe it. Heaven above the inner guts of the skin of the animal, the rich laden with ease have these, goodness and pleasure, while a man starves among the other men, starves while the open mouth of life shows itself to man and says, So will I let this be? Yes. So lies happiness in our hearts like rain remains, not missed unluckily, so with him is God. Is the unknown God? Is the Overlord Himself in the sky? This is what I believe. Man maybe is. The whole of everything is pure poetry when men love the earth. But the reign of night shatters the night with the stars, which I know so well, as does every man, holy builders to God. 2. Is the gift of the earth bad? It gives cows. Mainly it hems in the great giving in the world of shapes. Just as pretty is the flower, blue under the sun, and we often find in this life of ours prettier eyes more beautiful than the night. Oh, I wish I were well! For the blood of body and heart, a glance in the night may be seen, despite God. The oversoul which I claim must rain blood, sounds which reach up to a mighty eagle with gobs of blood and song and praise fit for an old bird. This is the wise-in-heart, the whole form. You pretty stream, shiny to the end, why do you roll so clearly, augury of God, down the Milky Way? I know it well, which causes tears to swell in my eyes. A helpful life I see in the form which blossoms into shapes where I am not unwilling to release a testament to the Church. The light over the shine with the grammar of men, namely what I have in the heart, most of which is coming here? I wish. Then I’d have an inkling of an angel, a blue on fire, a kind south wind which rains from on high. Grossly wanting, human nature doesn’t know this purity. The turgid praise above the globe wears the earnest spirit which swishes dry and sullen within the garden. Must a pretty young girl hope to crown her head with myrtle blossoms, a veil which in fact is neither nature or feeling? Myrtles are from Greece. 3. When lately in the mirror I see I, a man, and see my daring build very enigmatic, a mystery in time — I like the man. An old hat image of man hitches light to the world. King David is an angel whose heart is veiled. This life, these men, they shine imperishable, unspeakable, unstruckable. When will the end of the song in the solitude of starlight come again? What is after me, though I die in jest? Why does the stream ready in the end without delay expand into Asia, and is this why Asia expands? Naturally this life is the same for everyone. Naturally is why. Did Jesus’ hat glitter? Well, does the discovery of a higher friendship have nothing in life which is tragic? Namely, what did Oedipus fight with in life? Or Heracles? And understand in neither this life, this which we see, or there in another life? What is also in life when summerflecks bedeck a man, with hand flecking a gaze all over everything? Here comes the beautiful sun, namely the height of all. The young flirt is bathed in roses and strolls in beams of light. Life shines so, even Oedipus suffers and Heracles dies, and with his armor man complains as though he were feeble. The sun leaves us, arms trembling. Life is dead and Death is alive. — 2001 Picabia At one with my work, thrown up and broken down, I am replacing you as the cotton rages on the paper of the nervous one. I am not sure I care who was on top of the dance at the end, the brawn on the beach or in the surging sea where the boys play in the dead field of hearts, the victims of an enormous fear the cruel bicyclists have hatched. Another swell romance appears in a mirror on a wall between each sense of the moment and then retracts, never failing to relish the rose of the flower, relish the wine, relish the pantomime assuaged only by convention and beauty and joy and in that fruit basket you put a piece of me, of my enormous heart, which disappears into a cavity. An empty wizard, a cabinet boy, the real thing from side to side and the cigarette twins I am entranced to report are coast to coast where you wanted it to be when you annoyed the ghost of memory, a big noise now hunkered down to see you there, so fetching and real in a light with a glow. The open tension of the thing carrying on delivered you to me. I was happy for once. I want to add you to the bunch and I am adrift. I thought you might want to know the mysterious presence of an ulterior motive, a wonderful pleasant experience like sex used to be when we were grown-up and had the drive to enhance our lives better than we had wanted it to be, a letter into the unknown the deliverance not shown on any channel or TV. I am adored forever by those who comprehend the developments as they appear to be and list to one side or another. Now say to me what was yours or who went on without you when the time came for you to rise and take your shoes into a faraway cave just because your self appears to be alive and well, the figure unknown, a tremendous cultural achievement like ice cream or the phone, as if you could recall the end of it all like in a dream forgotten after a while, a child who born and dies has enough substance to retract its errors on a smarmy shore where you belong, Old Meat. That was why our lips didn't meet. Just your thought like angels' underwear stands frozen and divine in the complete rapture which greets everything I always wanted, two things at once, the notch of goodness on the gun of plenty. Ignore me now. I am startled. Enough lips. The song of the shark. I am stranded on a foreign shore. I have enough food for a moment. Yet not enough for a meal. Who thought I saw the rest? I am not allowed to go. I have something pleasant to explain. I have a choice to make. Oh, after the knife is there anything new? I leave it up to you. I am imbued with the light from your view but I would like to escape like a robber, feeling simpler and serene. A rough fate holds some suspense radioactive. Love forever does not seem that good being as it ends tomorrow, like a rock that ascends in a weightless atmosphere or a phone left off the hook. I am not content with gravity. Suspense was filled with gravity. I was alone. Everything was hazy. A bone came driving by. I asked the doorman what it said. He registered my question with a sigh. The tragedy supposed something else in these disorganized times; inverted tears began to speak: Cloudy weather, a little church, the sky bore down upon a yellow day, a scattered walk, the sensations they compose. Your friend is alive who greatly feels the pull of the north there from here. (This was a decisive milestone freeing them from imitations like Euclidean geometry.) I never had such a day in my life all alone on the bank of a stream but it was work topsy-turvy I declare to say where the association ends in the interim, a purple understanding enough faith to end the discussion, tempting where it ends. It was this that put a full-time stop on that occasion on the outskirts of Paris. Suddenly he became the first capable of receiving these impressions from the welter accessible to us, where in men's eyes, if you are, there is nothing subjective or objective about it, like a child learning to talk, a mistake after a heaven of bliss. To all my faithful friends who adore the whipped cream of desire, we had the occasion to meet perhaps the unique character of my existence one day in May I was not able to feel. Of course it does not work. Everything is mistaken a lot and then forgotten. I am doomed to commit wherever that has as its expense my joy to deal like a hurricane that's all right too in the window I resemble, an ideal tentative avid hunger searching for elegance. The sun is the grand master, the gardens and museums, that picture is mine, an alliance over the top connection, wherever it recedes, I am coming to it turning sadly. Oh, standing here alone in the bleak weather, an enormous journey after answering in the dark. Drop the furnace, the answering machine, the multitude of switches we pretend to control, you for me and me for you forever pretending a viscous pool and oriented like a lyre taking forever, like a catalyst I still see in memory a prolonged knowledge the factor of which put under a moral tabernacle the most of one. A little solitude sits. An amazing world of being put under the sun among these naked ladies where the river meets the road, the mechanical ballet intersecting a flame born without a mother, an irritable way of thinking. It is not given for us to decide which we must say has a welcome smell we will no doubt know. I remember when the celebrated head, the two eyes wide-open, your tender head surrounded by a bubble, a smooth white curtain, another transformative act at the laundry store where the evening ends unusual animals awful hysteria intertwined with Thou, a great sacrifice negatively spoken, even a wonderful being arisen! It was not on a passing whim. A sign separated a little living giving birth to quick energies elaborately displayed against a backdrop of fear in a world torn with desire and desperation, a ping-pong ball of fate where nothing answers forever like a kiss much more happy alone. Curving zeros interact when we are apart, swiftly arising, I am yours although I have departed. It needs explaining without venerating fawns or stopping but still he sought, fabulously re-creating. A woman with a moon is inherently suffering the disgrace of being alone in the night. The infinity of the void is self-explanatory like a mouse gnawing at night. Well organized when you think there is you. Prior to the list it was unmasked. The title is unknown. Who can say where I figure where sweat comes? I died like matches on a beach. I have always eaten rice. Who is to say what the consequences are? It could be like roulette. Who's counting? I would rather forget and entertain the thought that maybe Mars tonight will appear in my dreams in all its splendor — a red planet with enormous eyebrows. Who dares to speak while the universe moans in all its creaky glory like an old slave ship with its booty, men and women awfully tired and afraid? All the portraits I have done. We used to wander. It was a very hot summer. Everything went flat and then rose. They had a song and a story. This distance is not difficult. Reach out, begin again. The spring in repose. The fall alert. The winter here. Will we begin again? I cannot see in the distance where it came before another trace that began with every kiss in the distance. It was reported through a microphone or other apparatus or is the sound ignored, life without a song where the feeling spoke or time stood still? It would blind the mind with its force. You're aware that the rules applied. I think that that would be helpful. I am beginning to answer to the world. Accelerating a bit he supposed would be painful only if he tried to establish a real result, our over-powering establishment whatever after like a feather. Maybe it was like a clock forgetting the soup de mer, wildly incapable of seeing your error when what becomes is beyond for once the new dream truly false in the in-between, a sort of oblique objectiveness, the tones however nearly transparent as they seem to be floating in and out of the dream, like for instance the way you walked in and out of the room. I can't help it there was one thing else. An intelligent person when he or she decides what to enter from a manuscript to a book, from the knife to the hook, sees a mess — give me that gift, Hosanna in the highest, an egg of existence or a break, a fantasy desire or a snake-like the turmoil, a final hurricane with a wonderful address, a blackened ember, a quality not controlled by anything you could say even in the light of a new day exposed like an angel in juxtaposition in the detail of dawn, a fragment of happiness unwilling to furl. Everything was the fictive offering of an animated good, a quickly ascending thing, an anamorph unintending to be unknown, swift and secure, a zero in me. Poor orphan, the path is the unknown. The supreme study is the nude. All water is unhappy. The landscape in the winter when we perceive it is kind. The illusion is like music. No matter how it happens everything seems to be enormous. You Always Know After the troops have tramped And a small thing is a fragment And the story’s the glow You try to control it You stare into an empty head A brittle thing can break But you think you don’t have enough You live, you outlive yourself again North of the body Why is it so bright Don’t lose your roof The universe doesn’t live for itself So wisely it restrains itself The centrifugal weight a strange unfathomable body spinning in space And what do most people do? They use what they are made of You see, there is nothing to fight for Nothing that can break the flow What you care about what matters most Some are destroyers, others are destroyed It’s such a humble thing So wisely they control The enormous strength Our stuff crossed again Where the toast begins An immemorial height was not there Another real mistake Then it builds up in you like a wall This is held in the hand Where people wait Where we cling to life In the foothills of the ballroom In the normal way of things Tasteless and shapeless ever light-hearted it sways, it smiles If you don’t think you have enough, you will never have enough You can be another on the stream as it moves Well, your body dies Order breaks, chaos If you don’t love you lose your edge Try to act as if you know it’s all a catastrophe Since time is gone in mists This is surely right Where I came from I don’t know Its roundness smoothes the sharpness In the twilight zone Let’s not go on forever To grow, flower and flow The tendrils work quietly hesitant, watchful, uncertain like ice, melting muddy like a river They give way You will never burn yourself out so you shine like a diamond yielding as a baby without self-interest without flaunting it The long and the short are in your hands And untangles the knots The deep source of everything mysterious and wonderful forever humble, it can never be overcome What you are will last Is it worth trying to do even because it’s something? — 2/03 Breaking Behavior I want to knock off your receiver It’ll be nice looking Hanging on a mast This is not an idle thing Do you know what’s happening here? They’ve attacked the clock! Their end is over Because of their deceitful behavior I gotta stop walking I’m just like the past I keep on rolling on a long way another place to be where the waters flow into a cardboard sea Are we this and nothing more? It holds its shape In the long afternoon of the glow Ask where the focus comes in I’m impatient, I’m impenitent, I’m implausible, I’m immeasurable, I’m immediate and I’m immodest I’m just as happy as I can be without you near me. — 2002-03 In the Heart There is a darkness which dwells in the heart Oh you who feel so fortunate in the heart Siphon off the energy you melt in the heart A long line began to form in the heart What pretty colors I see when we dwell in the heart Cavities of the moon open in the heart. We Have to Respect the Others We have to respect the others And sit up straight Where ever you feel In the inside out Where you care Sink me or swim in your wave It’s one stride you may never want to end Only then would it be possible Whenever you are up in the air at rest It’s a perfect afternoon in America The gray across the moon New and undeniable realities When evil men plot Make him want to make them pay Some days of love are better than before First thing in the morning is one thing at night Oh, you who know the infinite Where the spirit dwells of time Are there any privileges? Will we be able to breathe? Can I have a beer? Do you have a light? Everyone have enough? — 3/03 Although Nothing Much Has Been Written Although nothing much has been written about it there is something of violence in all of us if you’re overweight high in cholesterol and other fats or know things quite easily and without any trouble pressuring together a suspicious element of innocuous behavior before the pieces go pop we’ve already talked about how your gut can be used to quiet the nerves but did you think beyond the heartburn stage to protect your eyes from the damage you’ll do your nose plays in your enjoyment of food both light and noise seem torture people who are perfectionists to stifle their hunger all that shampooing removed red patchy lesions on the scalp your skin can be seen irritating and may cause discomfort. — 2004 Evidence I feel like such a failure since I let you down. I feel so bad since I left you hanging. I wish I didn’t have to say it, I wish I didn’t have to cry. Oh, heavenly, beautiful trash I wish I didn’t have to admit my fault. I’m no one at all. Hear my plea. A distant image chose me Caught in the tide and the tangle A special way I’m looking up but I don’t see a thing Except pigeons. I had you pegged right from the start. I wish there was something to help get through the door Imagine what they are seeing. Let the rain come down It was rare Get hydration drenched in color That instantly rejuvenates Everything which is out. I’m so over myself I only wish I had something else. You create a moment like this and Think about all the things you have left to do. Time is old. — 2004/06 Vast Expanse This crushing condition now fading away “speaking” evidence The view includes the view I’m here because of you speaking of you On the place where we gather Here you’ll have to stay Because you belong Within the vast expanse of the sky. What is the point of draining ourselves shallow and small as long as space exists The chains will uncoil by themselves the assembly of the doomed and damned the unquestioned, satisfying presence of things This fluctuation, quivering appearance a universal cry remaining till the time of the opening of the sky The pale moon shining on the fields below Don’t forget the imagination is as real As you believe you feel. — 2005 Great Ideas Great ideas have enough to do to do enough I do my job enough for great ideas A moment snatched from time in the intercourse of yesterday and tomorrow a great idea Reciprocating reality I have explored enough Great ideas of enough Now the interminable thread deceases Everything is explained by a great idea You have kind of a confused idea When something else happens It’s best to be aware A great idea So sweet to say Another thing I will do everything you do until you do what I do A ship that follows another Tied by a thread Can you feel it? Another great idea. — 2005/06 The Center of the Sky The water which cleanses even without being a river a cool breeze of paradise even without being a celestial jewel Glorious moon, to you I bow A garden of white flowers the dew at the tip of the grass obscured by the dense darkness those who call in a pitiful manner all the things we wish for From the point of view of time why does one say “wheel” the friend of the sun calmly emitting light hurled into it through other forces A hero free from chains overpowered by anger, one is blind out of the mire of desires the darkness of beings like the center of the sky while even an ordinary man whose eyes fill with tears apart from the actuality of reality having become like that An effort made by the hand held he insists upon through spelling out a consciousness appearing as it arises Those who stay at the edge names and life are found The mind of a transcendent echo an old snake skin in the face of the mundane flowing like a stream the sphere without appearance they appear without existing coming from a far distance the sole self itself In men never satisfied the burnt and the burning the beauty of one’s own face is verified The world is already wrapped like a silk cocoon This present does not last The rays of intelligence have made the light manifest wide, white perfect wings the strong wind advances There is no turning back a natural, effortless performance driven by the wind bodies of mental nature Like rain falling from the clouds immersed in this condition when peace is reality words cannot refer to it from something different, from the sky an optical illusion in a pore inclined to movement chained by fetters of expectation moving as vehemently as a dancer weary of the journey He penetrates them the sky of the mind blue the drawing of a bright, pointed light. — 6/06 26 Points 1. ASK 2. BROKE 3. CASH 4. THING 5. SEVEN 6. BANK 7. CHANGE 8. QUICK 9. STAND 10. HEART 11. TIME 12. THANKING 13. CALLOW 14. MIGHT 15. ARGUE 16. TALK 17. WRINKLE 18. MASS 19. TENDER 20. PURE 21. RANK 22. JERK 23. SIGN 24. MANGLE 25. TAKE 26. SHAKE — 8/9/06 St. Joan I am not your slave. I am your guardian. They were not lonely until they met. In the blink of one of those lashes Maybe she wanted him to be real. Why should the sun replace the moonlight? If you can feel it’s a thing It’s real. The loss of innocence Here at the end of the shaft Everything turns in another. I would love to have a pet dwarf. We move like the ancient hunters before us. I’m open to something new The emptiness of open. I like this flashing before your eyes Of what you are about to hear, see, smell or do In a distant life. The future is perfect. All you need in the world The saint of life Give me a hand. Everything went away. We’ll give you something free. Too bad I’m so disturbed. I’m all about tomorrow. Beauty needs water Nothing but life. — 9/06 I Walk, I Leap I walk, I leap around No one but you Softly pardoning The poor and vacant and Happy inductee to the world After that escape from misery You are not afraid of the dark land I grow anxious again about the case The wonderful fall Has no limits to go Or it ends The wonderful warm lotion in the middle of this massive arena Where I was today I have very little feeling about that I don’t want to go back there I find myself in tears united when we blunder We can see the dear departed in our dreams Everything appearing at once We live in sympathy with the past Today I’m losing ground in my shoes There is a star That’s irresponsible We have to manage very well You are only seeing degrees The year’s biggest adventure Moving up that economic ladder But I’m all right I see the symphony above This is a happy time to see many hearts I see your friend on a star The real and possible Everything is still today There was nothing left Here’s your life. The pulse is love I would like to explore our past I’m handling my own escape It’s never too late Justice that could make you weak The house in front of the door It’s wonderful to have these pleasurable toys I like to imagine what they contain Signs of life I’m surprised by All this stuff Everybody needs some fresh air Everybody puts a value on life Desperate men cherish money Digging for the truth, you’re history How fast is this going Here’s where you are You haven’t seen it honestly Who else should know it completely? — 2006 Fate Good morning, invisible finger a very mystical presence Sooner or later everything burns away This is so obvious it was meant to be Everything is different from what it was I am not what I was meant to be Why do you mock at fate? Floating along on a conveyor belt A force overpowering nature If I could just explain it clearly then you’d understand Where the cuckoo meets the silly essence of the dawn You are not what you feel They work hard and they want something to feel Moved by this tragic confusion The beautiful moon arose over a nebulous sea The bitterness of beauty The old ascend To a glorious future In the mystery of endless night A giant once lived in that body I am yours but not tomorrow Faith, hope and reason Everybody is looking for nothing else A swift swim in the sun Get to the wave that’s right A twist in time Before this is over a new age has begun a million nights The name is one Forgive me if you please I’m on my knees Out to sea The will to kill had always been there Oh, what would I do without you? — 2000/2007 Happy About You Happy about you A nurse selected Cool air A catholic gun. It was very put away Here on earth The beacon A person with no confidence in Gone away. I didn’t have anything It was a supreme Hurrying one A hundred years or more You’re not kidding. Are you going Where there’s a man In a nuthouse Where everything’s exciting In the wrong time and place? I don’t have to leave Ghosts in the hall, ghosts in the wreckage Of us all Creating pain Having gone through the pain If people could only see the pain! Where the instrument was The moments you humanly speak. I take a funny position I’m waiting for something to exist What happened was real. I get hooked Everything happened as they wish The opening was closed It exists as a desirable other. I’d like to say one thing. The shadow on the floor There’s always a difference. They said you were the queen You had a lot of words You’ve answered your own question I am coated with it. I have to unplug it Everywhere they do it Unhappy about it after what you said you feel. Make up your mind. Is it clear Who screamed the loudest? Happy are we Because I am what you are When I am me. I’m never going to begin again I can’t believe it You have nothing to worry about except you when you ain’t. Even when I was dead, I woke up I’ve got sounds up the ass I think to myself, why are people so moved from me The urge in the heart tenderly. — November 2000/March 2007 My End Is Near My end is near Welded from many races and societies I have many anecdotes to tell There is something reprehensible going on Everything is behind me Here’s my new word: Nice You can’t falter Everything is terrible That threatens the future Give me the light of your life The individual source Here is my captivating design Like always, like never before Everything stays cool It is time to offer you more Clever names Time is of the essence especially now The one thing it speaks to Everybody is pleasantly surprised You have nowhere to go but up There’s the genius of tomorrow Here’s what you’ll find out I speak for you in the audience Galloping ahead into tomorrow The bittersweet cry Everyone has a purpose, someone who to be There’s so much violence and disease A finer way to get by Just be a good man Give a hand where you can Everything is halfway around the world All the visual things that I love All the things that I want in life That escaped my notice Everybody has something to do Instantly Life will still be there Everything will see me there Swinging in the air I’m here again and gone tomorrow Down the lonely highway There is no honor here We are alone tonight I’ve got a thing My smarter self The last challenge Living with my silent heart Like leaves left out in the rain Everybody just laughed Here’s the situation Here’s my right foot I rang in the wind Don’t you have to know the truth Lives of suffering A pile of terrible things A mental frame is placed on your head This has been such a long struggle Do you feel optimistic about lying here I was distinctly hit This seems brighter Like on fire It will be there in the morning I want to capture something Here’s my hero I guess I’ll have to make my visit longer It’s a wonderful world My greatest hope I wish you’d awaken and let me know Everything here is melting This is the soul of everything we make The spirit lives on Violent exercises are not enough One of a multiple option It’s like a little surprise The thought is alive today I’m closed to you Because I went away Moving speech It’s too intelligent to be categorized What’s our possibilities Since you look at me I want to say we never met When things were normal I am not this person I can’t wait to see him gone You and I alone know this Everyone has the same resources Don’t kill yourself when you die. — 9/15 - 10/30/06 Sad Train It’s an endless poem above The name of everything where the birds sing We live sampling each other’s speech because we must I have no patience with this beacon of mist in the cold The darkness at dawn Wacko in the extreme where the deepening Something else forever in the dream Brings a gong with a deep respectful bow. — 2006 A Figurine of Glass I am a figurine of glass I make my way slowly down the corridor There are evil beasts that trample and claw Now my crutch is gone The war hasn’t stopped Do you know how hard it is to find your way When and whenever God closes his eyelids It’s very transient where you are The hour is passed The hand that closed Has scared the heck out of me. — 2005-06 Mind Mumbles Give me a mountain of air to breathe A long draught of the Nile You’ve been forging my signature again Don’t make me smile. I feel cheery enough for two The pain has gone away and in its place is you I am like smoke I go when I begin. No hope My end is close I’m quite content to be alive And danse macabre all the night Followed up by another dream To perk myself up. This arises plastically in a form not to be denied On earth like sand in the carburetor of your life Ignite without delay A sign of trouble My mind mumbles. — 2005/06 Junkie Life Goodbye to my little flower I would rather not go Everyone here is very kind to me Give me a nice hello Here’s my life It’s a painful way of growing up in many ways We work from our hearts and souls Everyone has a nice face Now I want to go Into the night The visual element I’ll take the two of us apart Collapsing into one I can’t see anything Stop the car Ah yes, it’s nice to be here A shadow can’t remember Why is that It’s much more clever than you Everything is protected Your reckless mind keeps you from sleeping Places are blown away by the clouds A beautiful, adorable you Crying This is like a hotel with another life In my little brain Everything is finished I can’t excuse myself You’re my cupcake Lord, just remember me Hand me a pillow, bring me a beer All of life’s priorities Here’s the end of my desire I am spiritually nothing A parasite child The end came quickly A feeling of significance My big mistake I listen to myself and I like it that way I shall not escape without you My amazing evidence Oh, what a dip in the sea! A loving eye Whatever they are they will be reborn out of the ashes A mastery unsurpassed My face is so good Trouble’s never far away, apparently Here I am with you Beyond the shimmer of tomorrow. Sonnet (I used to) I used to have a lot of love for the world The beauty of things The ugly person I was Couldn’t bear it. Sometimes I wandered off The wind in the night I used to do a lot of things for the world Please God, make it simpler for me Return the light. Even though you don’t care I am aware Of the world and me In harmony Safe at night. My Life My life has changed. I’ll never be the same I’m on the tarmac with you Resistance is futile Open my eyes Escape intact before this opportunity disappears There’s more than one of everything It’s here but not forever Which is very nice if your heart is made of ice Opening in the sky Your adorable life Open out inside I want to be near you Everything is very real Why has everything changed I am sweeping by you in the interzone of life and death There’s nothing to do but wait I’m a little bit of myself There’s no one who can be me Fanned by some way This doesn’t seem like one of these truthful situations He melted my heart You have done nothing so long I put myself in a little box It all seemed clear A life is welcome Intact disappears I just walked out of my life I am hoping that you will respond to me I’m glad you called It continues to be Once you thought you were safe Courage will inspire hope You will never believe me I will fight it Under the wing of your underlife My empty self You think I’m sorry My clothes are off A new death in life I am blinking Go faster Or love life I will come along after you In the moonlight of madness Magic words start to flow I think I see a glimmer of light through the fog I’m not making a mistake, I’m righting a wrong The beginning is a good place to begin One wonders why We all got to die sometime With the rest There’s nothing else but you You are bringing me down to your level Nice enough to get lost in I am writing for everybody lost Alone and afraid in a jungle A resounding silence fills the air What did you say and what did you do How much do we have to invade the atmosphere How much do we have to play Here I am on the brink of life Everybody push You can’t help but have a feeling Doesn’t it count for anything One is done I forget about tomorrow Every time I open my new refrigerator Everything is coming on And everything is coming apart Sky’s the limit It’s the bread you eat What made it just this way No snow on the grass Zero is a degree All starting with a whisper We learn a little bit along the way You never know when you’re going to need some My hand’s up We got all the time in the world On the day we reach the summit Kneeling down and getting up I have the confidence of youth The mood is alive Do you live for yourself or share your hopes and dreams Corpses washed up on shore We have work to do In the battle against war Cold and dreary rain All of the easy things are done A sun is set I will flatten you A palimpsest of woe I will know you are true I will know you are you In the fire. — 2006 Entranced Experience what it feels like Only nature can provide The best fruit has to offer The lift in your day I’m not as sweet as you Here there are no rules I can prove it I will focus on you Everything is being destroyed I’m moving in the right direction Holy Thanks for your memories The head is blasted open You said a lot of things I didn’t think important Please don’t arrest anybody Invent something stupid Catch your breath A million is enough I don’t want to take it another way I haven’t made a big enough distinction I am so sweet to believe Your future will soon start taking care of itself Now you know what to do I’m killing the time because I am Touch and you will find it My hands are hot But not forever There’s been a debate burning The warning that things are coming A world gone big and infinite I still don’t know where that line is drawn Can’t we wait a bit longer For nearly everything in life Here’s my new drug Everybody knows I’ve had enough Open up your heart C’mon and show your stuff This morning there was a zebra Reported to be alive There’s no one thing you can do I’m crowded in here I have nowhere to go A rare mysterious side effect If only for a moment Why do they have to treat us like idiots I won’t backup your heart For every drop you give Thanks to the gas inside the bulb They live in the path of destruction I don’t know where my psychiatrist is Happiness is so sweet It’s not unlikely when you think about it Which is why No matter what you love Nothing is better than us You say the heat never leaves the room I will bubble along with you The secret is to remain very calm You who are going on A human for tonight No one starts running away with it Splattered with blood I think I’m all right The clock starts ticking the moment they are called Won’t you know the truth Your thinking is fine however wrong Your heart on my sleeve Overwhelmed wrecks on the inside Lost in space in a natural valley My whole area You’re frozen enough with desire Here is your heart to get away with It’s here but not forever Everything is fun Everything has another face Everybody is excited Clip and save A mysterious realm of space This is the magical night Here’s my name in lights My head in yours Here are my ingenious devices I will squash the club Like you want Go back to heaven I’m going to make you forget you were Here’s the number one issue Here’s my way of loving you Beneath the waves Here’s where you want to go As wild as you are Enflamed with desire Like an elf on fire Everybody is an idiot Change your ways You should be entranced How painful it is The world revolves around you I am feeding you rice I wish you well in the meantime I am near to tears I have enough blows to my head It’s all in the point of view Inside was outside Why would anyone care about anything else Don’t tell me what to do If you haven’t discovered mental confusion Is an illusion Everybody will be forgotten My wings in the air While I go Here’s my consternation This is the moment we’ve been waiting for Which was so loved Subways in the sky Don’t panic. — 8/06 Natural Acts In another fertile land Why do you think we’ll survive In unlikely places Where there is nothing else After the killing is over The devil wants the world The thought processes of our fears Your pipes might leak This is my job I pity the fool there Where you are Fused to a rock in a landscape They will be taken completely alive You could make any day interesting The different kinds of gas that you had It’s got a mixed storyboard Blessed be the sound My name is alone There is nothing more we want to know She wearies herself Because she was alive Another one did it Open up your musical translators The fatal hold of yesterday Sweeter than my heart can say It was a reasonable thing I know what I have to do to save myself Face to face I’m worrying about you. A Game of Cards Hold the card as long as possible No player but he If weak lead through honor land down on the table by taking them from their opponents from a very remote period There are other ways of seeing The penalty for an error Watch the game narrowly Supposing you remain It is not necessary to dilate Whatever is useful is true Each player stands on his own leave your partner free the probable good effect of forcing forces both hands opposed to you that under other circumstances would have been sacrificed Find out for yourself One of the cards is real he spreads on the table Another game he plays There is one small room The privilege may also be transferred A single game is won when a player tries to conceal his strength When a player plays alone A hand once abandoned and laid down listen to yourself and take control Do not lead to the highest remaining after the division obliged to follow with a heart debarred from taking any part Debarred from taking under no circumstances without consultation with his partner he would otherwise be entitled as long as it is equally useful Each player then takes the miss keep back your adversary however seldom attained The game is played as follows the same amount as was previously contributed not exceeding the limit in rotation This stroke of good fortune a major sequence usually in your maneuvers who is acquainted with the real need not be told making the best he can I order it up and go once around the world When your card is led equally between the players remaining after the equal division being left The only advantage that lies Would have been sacrificed There is but little chance for skill face downward Here’s my mistake If in error The most important part when you turn up and cannot injure him the ante deposited leads to the next as they turn up the switch remember he has but By some rules to enclose precisely the same Let your great principle be Should you be weak If a discrepancy occur Lookers-on must not interfere unless appealed to Be powerful against them till you are obliged to play a backward game By this plan you may take the command of your partner’s hand as a means of innocent amusement where it remains any violations of the laws whether made purposely or by accident Does it feel like real men and returns a heart, and so on holding the best whose turn it was and makes no sign Are you looking for me Here’s my way of knowing holding the age that equalizes in rotation which suits him best until someone is satisfied and so on all around It is always advisable to set a limit Thus it might happen then takes place as before and neglecting to show them many little contrivances have been invented while he holds A condition made at the beginning This is done previous to raising that is, when a call is made the right to order up proved to be imperfect or incorrect or words to that effect. — 6/06 The Real Picture Do you know why I’m so blue? Because of changes near to you I can’t even believe to imagine Everybody is alive. Have another slice of peach I want to elongate my plea I’m comfortable with my wounds Our touring hopes have declined despite the thrill of a friendship with you Does the skin recede? Bugs are here to stay If it’s true, we’re all over you Will you get me into this sexual workshop all turned around and now in effect Charge like the book of war I won’t even think of just one last memory We rule a quiver I’m sure you will know Our transportation travels on water deeply The sword of the ocean Because I’m safe in here There was God I’m healthier and happier You stink, I’m afraid Everything is something I can’t live without Eating with a simple fork How is the money? You don’t want to protect me Morbid mysteries It gives us a way of touching I want to be walking I’m an embarrassment to myself I’m going to eat you I know a toy guy Life is cute, you will see It’s easy to go away I am significant enough Holding hands makes me healthy What do you know of the doom of this planet? There’s nothing you wouldn’t rather do than judge It’s the masterpiece we want today A throne of light A warm and fuzzy thing I’m putting you in my pocket It’s not an exciting thing It’s just a ghost Life delicious It’s not about anything real Everybody has a name to say Do you want to see the prancing priest To bless your right hand This is the infant I’ve been looking for I’m thinking of you For another century of hope Here’s another grain of salt Are you scratching your brain Go to the heart Talk about being happy Talk about making love It went up and down It was like the ocean I believe the energy I’ll help you re-connect I’d like to take a dive into the night I will return to your life I will make up for everything You want to be All this information A new zero I will absorb you well into my arms So that you understand I’m dead. Are you? I will rivet all your fears It’s just so sick The connection has been made Your leverage has been revealed Ready to take a rest Together by tearing you apart I need a kind of girlfriend in my heart This timeless toy Most entries are emotional Few are sure Places where you’ve never been An echo stream Things seem a little more morbid than they’re supposed to Stare and laugh Here’s my amazing sauce So many birds slaughtered A walk down the hidden hallway, the corridor of time You shouldn’t be sitting Humble or else Fling yourself onto the tide The threshold has been closed Do you get the total picture The songs that we love I’ve finally found a worthy cause Is my satellite hot? Why don’t you take a long nap? I’m here where you are Do you think you could protect me? — 7/06 A Candle A candle in the sky The lights are turned on A company of tears Documents from the life On this planet named Normal, how lonely. — 2/07 Empty Promises The beautiful born We dream that we enter a world entirely our own It’s not too late to stop the amazing drive every happy memory longing is beautiful Every time the telephone rings The more I think about it the stranger it seems I will put you inside of me There is nothing that’s the same Except me My fire is hot You’ve all known me enough A lot of narrow things Amazing over the edge of tomorrow Ignited by your fear It’s time to rest A well-oiled machine Me, the doctor He set me up for breathing It all starts in a second but it comes out smooth You’re blocking the light Of my life I am always prepared We have a moment alone My name was erased from the board I am mostly not you I have nothing to hide I’m like you Waiting, opening, closing A decisive life Everybody here is no less Above the endless plains I see them I have something to say that won’t be heard I can’t think of anything else There is an allegory to everything You’re worse than an infant I’m very interested in that body Swiftly ascending into the blue empyrean How they die I call to you every day No matter where they turn, long term A black anger renowned to you The angel in the water in front of my face Now here’s hope Broken and left to die Here’s my absolute design I am laughing at you Alone in the future Somebody might show me the truth No one will like it but me We’re pushing a nation over the edge There’s some kind of presence Surviving the event horizon Everybody has another dance Ah ha! Everything is necessary Do you care to know why Your dreams still last for folks like you and me If anyone is innocent, raise your hand You’re free to go The true power is often ignored Without losing a thing It’s not over yet It’s in everybody’s heart to do Here’s my face It’s far from ordinary Nothing ever tasted better Little peoples’ lives made happier Every illness has a cause Give him a gift he’ll use every day Where I began Miles away from shore This expansive modern bridge Let the traffic flow again Demanding and vibrant after much ado it made movie history. Silent Life Don’t even try to figure it out It’s a bad habit to be always thinking About everything Since there are limits to what we can know. Everything was here already known for what it is in the distance thinking where anyone is In the fire swift as an arrow unstoppable piercing the heart where it is over the rainbow I know this now A beam from the blue of tomorrow. All your presents survive Take everything away Throughout history, it’s cruel Take my heart and call my own The cloud of hope Nobody has enough to do to do enough A broken arm Do you feel confirmed Do you think I’m good There are a million questions It’s something you should do right away I’m just thinking of the violence in a time of violence You’ve got a lazy minute Bring in man again You know them all You don’t want to be warranted She gets her wig up there How is your face now Forgive me to want to live longer Where I am I don’t want to do this I want to be left alone Here's a hint of it Do you want to be bearing someone again All the varieties is what you want Spend these times lying awake Everyone has their own reason Are you ready for their dreaming When everyone is so far away It’s all we can do to save him I will pity the fool Are you as smart as him I should have stabbed you a long time ago I’m feeling so happy to hear this. — October 2006 Standard Life Hello, Dr. Hormone You have to give yourself to something else Everything is poultry I’ve never faced the fact Sometimes a new light opens your eyes Everything’s been frozen in time The year doesn’t look too pretty The burning fires on the plains Having no idea what to do next That was the spark It’s up and down and over Everything can happen You don’t think it’s funny when it’s you I started to get sick They are all exercises of perception Everybody needs a vacation It binds you to him My endless quest Something happened in the distance My universe is you Everything falls between two things Fly though the air and crash in a mall Why was I so easily cast aside I remember the moment Our pain is their power In time you’ll see how much. An Irregularly Shaped Box Every day is a word The world as we know it ceased to exist It was rowing like an oar I walked out into the garden I’m a scar An invisible glass Always pretty impressive. Whose song is this: “That’s life, look out You sure got a million That’s the last thing you’ll ever do. What’s your name?" "My father’s mustache." "I want to know Everything you do.” Will you open up wide and come in Visions that challenge your imagination Everything you’d like to do today Here’s my lovely hammer I’m bringing you up to what’s wrong. When the next attack happens Where will you be In the attic, in the cellar, in the pantry My hand is under my pillow Everything is still secret When everyone walked the other way. I feel pity for you Dreams of wealth You have to start over To symbolize how love has grown Briefly self-destruct I’m glad I’m not feeling well Everything was constructed one way. Glimpse of me I don’t want there to be any anger Have you been good this year? Everything’s on the inside Thank you for joining me Each kiss is yours. All these abstract extremes He made the light bright wherever he’d go A smile inside a lonely heart you’d see The little stars are aglow I’m here on the plain One more grandiose story of denial. My most impressive power I’ve heard everything I can hear An uninterrupted interruption I’m afraid of everything and ashamed of nothing I found myself in a downward spiral of debauchery. Everything has another self You don’t have to see beauty Wouldn’t you like everything to be like this I’m on the way You’re like a rocket ship I left with myself Who are you where is he Are you him Everything has to go away from me. It’s an amazing reason I’ve never heard before Roaring at me all the time I’ve never been kissed I will never look fat again I will never struggle against anything. Every emotion that you can feel is good Its raw approaching Such a vibrant feel When the world needs heroes Don’t let his eyes fool you Do you think I’m another freak Great for wintry nights? Obey my dog, Spike Nothing to worry about Dying along the way How do you feel about it? It’s enough to make you laugh I have enough hope to last Swimming in my tears. There’s aluminum me You’re really clever Into my tummy Take care It’s not just a pipe dream Ask your doctor today There’s something else in here Everything is a-simmer Connect these dots Where everything was in need of help. In the zone of my life After my hope is gone An enormous fire engulfed Call the world Save the moments That you’ve received most wanted Dropt like a stone A sign from above. I’m happy for you My heavy heart As if in a dream Do you remember the night we met I’m here on earth, a mighty fine accomplishment We’re all going in the same direction Weep alone for heaven Sitting in your regular chair may be easy Yes, I’m back now Don’t forget life. The fire in the eyes Tender and calm Follow the generous impulses of your heart and pray for guidance Here’s the golden rule for humanity Embrace without friction Each giving to each The source of vigor and strength. It’s like a sacred trust to know the end of the beginning Out there in the rest of the world Here’s what I like to see Till it’s all gone away the living of the moment. Don’t let anything in or out Keep your connection with the sun My secret museum I’ve given you another chance I’ve done a lot of different things This is the moment We’re just having fun. Maybe I’m wrong The lonely buses go by The breeze on my skin A free hole in the joy Everyone has a horse Nothing’s changed When taken over by time. You lead the way and I will follow Turning into the black horizon I’m like you be A knife on a zing I will mesmerize you Your face here Heaven opens it Everybody’s gotta be normal I want everybody clean I gave you what you wanted A new wind is about to blow It's only funny when I laugh I’m busy with my puzzle Are you as silly as I am to believe? And I’ll show everybody Serve your loins All wrapped up I can make it rain if I want to It’s all natural seeming to me Everything keeps rising We’re all watching Questions of a violent wind Exfoliation is creation The only thing that’s real is you I’m proposing but I’m losing Another way today I feel like I’m in a fog Doesn’t it kind of break your heart? Handsome you Quickly roving I’m skating a monkey over to you A globe-expanding explosion Don’t stop them From small towns with a spirit Nothing helps but chances Sweep them up Go for your life Everyone deserves a fair shake You can notify me by your side. You’re not serious today, right? Each a valuable member I’m still a shepherd in the field The way spoke into being Now here’s an answer God’s plan for giving up things My name is bright I have nothing to say or do Everyone has a burning I’ve been waiting a long time Every weekend Imagine what I feel With the wind behind him Carry me forward Is there a tumor in your town? Continue without patience The power of up Everybody fell You can’t trust the other self Enough to end the game like a clock Make it work Everybody left early. You may control your own fate That’s all we can ask Our gift to you lasts the whole year through Crafted to evoke emotion Beyond the machine I will try to swim in your water At home in your waters A cold she has never known Your place in the world is unique Everything comes to a close There’s no length to these I know it hurts A war will interrupt Unlock mysteries A mysterious combination It seems there was little hope That gives us a clue to parts of us Think back how they were when they came The little boy is blind He remembers everything It’s not their destiny They are healthy and strong We just have to turn a page. There was terrible news You can’t stand up to it Want a coffee? Anything you want to say I have to leave this beautiful sight Do you know what it was called? What do you think I am Do you think I’m me I’m so tired of calling For love You say we wake it all up The opposite of that Everybody has to pray You think I’m me not you Around the hub. When you dust my brilliant clothes I am stroking my hair around my legs Do you think God is in every sky Once again with a plan Everybody holds the door A sweep of sound My heart palpitates happy to have found A sound A burgeoning symphony It‘s hard to find I chose it with me inside A chill No disguise I left inside the sliver where I was listening. I walk alone The prison of cobblestones Talking without speaking I wonder if I might see you The silence was silence Dancing around a star I’m climbing up to you Where your mute expression Helps me want to sing I will never believe in anything else. An entity never shines for long I am very lucky today Giving up something you love for the greater good How does that raise to the level of glory One less note You’re not here anymore I will not forget everything I wanted to be I’m bidding farewell It’s all been carried out It’s got a force field. — December 2006 What Will Happen Here Let’s be everything together I have but one night to live Everybody is a-flutter Whatever happens now doesn’t hurt My good is enough Everything is going to be over She is getting tears too It remains a mystery Expand everything Christmas is a state of mind It’s an old thing I’m naked on a boat I’m terrible at this time of night Something in me almost broke That’s an inflatable performance In more ways than ever before Nobody has a phone right now Nothing is more cheerful Please, it will pass Nothing like a scrapbook Old people nap a lot Am I the only one thinking that I’m congratulating you Happiness is my energy every day In many more ways that was It’s amazing how it zeros in What led you to create this game It’s like playing with dolls Everything is basic, yes The world is being populated by other creatures who play Every time you need it I walk up to the day The streets of God are paved with gold Dust in your eyes Purple colored curtains We reach our rendezvous Here’s my faith You must be alive You are dating you It’s been a long time for me An entire pool full of noodles Resting now inside It’s always a matter of life or death In the morning of my life Safe in these walls Do you lie awake exhausted but just can’t sleep Drowsiness is continuous Do you need a waxing now The whole world inside Great pictures’ power There are events in motion greater than you can understand The imagined feel I forgot everything I ever knew A door can’t open Where no one dies. — 12/06 A Complete Mystery It's always a complete mystery I'm going to stay right here until I satisfy myself Your heart's just a fine guarantee You can let go if you want to Much of the music begins in the shadows Those who desire or sneeze Hate may warm the day A new wave washes in Listen, they're playing again The music of the asphalt This phantom night You don't want to paint Originally a slug returning to its feast He died on the chair Introducing the feeling We're not entitled to anything else It was all he ever was He died with the feeling You have time for this misery This crazy crazy thing called love like it wasn't there Adoring you in the end I hate my way What spring results Destitute and dissolute in the rain Where you're like a dog One thing to forget My heart just won't stand What your laughing heart embraces I want to rest upon a graceful mountain so high I hope you won't forget this day My legs are hanging off of me While we dream on our heavenly bed a melody from the sky When the open door starts to close I stared at the storm clouds outside I have that wonderful elixir sop for the soul In the realm of the truly wonderful In that big thing called life help is lucky now We woke up holding hands It's sad when old friends have to part I see a frog sitting on a bump I won't be back to the farm Did you get that letter mailed to your backyard The river of life is full And we are toasted The wave of the wall comes alive I wish I could fall out of the sky Just to satisfy my heart Everywhere is war Like the morning, here I am because of the terrific nervous strain of the sea The fools may rage before I quit your eyes It lacerates my heart When this blessed life began My electrical madness covered in an angel's blood The voice of joy and flame I wonder if I sleep as much as I did before Nothing's bigger than my house He has tossed us a sigh It exists within the mind I can feel the people staring The earth swings Hearts can tremble and shake Where the ocean meets the sky You see your ancient face The cadence rolls in The rocks may be melting You get so lonely here Angel of dusk My, what a view That blinding flash of lightning His heart is an enigma Dying by the river From saintly lips I haunt the world beside you Heaven in your eyes In the clear blue skies Build a hurricane This awful misery that filters The news up above You're in a crowded stream The wind that blows across the crazy vine The message you want to hear The storms of March have made my heart a dancer God is quiet and hides his secret love I tell you cheap little babies Long ago and faraway Life's painted wings I just see the vague outline of things Drive into a cloud I know the piece I'm dreaming Everything I heard before I heard it Meet me outside aboveground Oh, golden sunset smiling through the night, give me your burning hand The great conversation continues I wish we could open our eyes Sadly dancing I need a sea of quiet Ignoring what the world knows The invincible sighs Put away that dark cloud I think you're frozen in time and have nowhere to go Very painfully got together In a foggy dream. — 2006-07 The Dream Nobody ever saw this landscape The image ravages me Sleep is a miracle in space Everything is a miracle in a sense This morning a distant image still It was a lucky accident. I banished the vision in its irregularity of vegetation Its genius was savored My pride was intoxicating in its monotony of water, metal and marble The biggest jump My pain Taken to the next level Every month you will believe A bowl of soup Why are you any better than that The wonderful kind Idiots on parade Crazy, awesome Soldiers of the king I’m sorry I did that Many of us have given up hope People were not apt to change their daily lives It’s worth the price Love knows I’m real Life would be so nice if it were made of rice You’ve lit a fire in me The elements of shock and surprise What a sybaritic land Voices from beyond and their lasting words I knew what it was I had nothing to give What happens here is what happens The only thing that moves Light that brings families together serving mankind This one I’ve received in all I lifted my name to inspire you to boo Trees begin to disappear Nature and humans collide In the strangest place in the world Frozen hands break off like twigs Life has no place here Is there something I can do to change the past The largest pieces of steel Stripping down one by one Are you aware of the spontaneous whatever it is This worm and these bugs It’s not normal to behave We’ve isolated ourselves I’m expecting you Voyage into the dream Time and again in science The golden truth I’m very thankful for you We count while we can Here at home we have the earth We examine everything How does it feel to be alone Do you want everything to go Nothing is normal yet you sleep I will do nothing until you stop Give me a kiss tonight It’s been a long journey As long as you’re ready you’re on the way Swirling in mist till you understand Come with me into the sea What is this vast mistake where we dwell Please stay calm with me Most of the atoms have found themselves The quiet that I give you I made sure there was no need I’ve assembled all that I want to know I will just reduce it to your truth Gallop through the countryside It was a tragedy to think What a pity my father didn’t live to see me strong Everything carries more weight Everybody will make a change We are guided by our own convictions What is a wonderful thing We need a big thick role We have taken a step You look like a walking felony I’m taking full control What kind does this require I lose control There’s nothing I can say that will comfort you We’ve got to destroy destruction with pain I’m going to try a trick If they can’t see us we can’t see them I’m happy for the rest of my life My old rusty hand Why do you need to be something else Don’t ever dance Don’t ever talk about yourself Crown your good, America The legend has been handed down for centuries Our mission is more important than your feelings The sea supplies my wants I am not even alive Am I rare enough for you I’m going to give up before I begin Prohibited from speaking Going where you are I would like to meet these wonders face to face. — 2007 Dying Alone It’s better to die lonely and speak your need for truth He has a message from heaven This is bad luck In heaven is a spirit The giddy stars above If I could dwell And stay awake for hours Everything is flesh and spirit Something I don’t know Am I annoying you We were not in control anymore My obscenity The puppeteer is us I think I can handle it It tears up the screen Welcome to where we begin I have a little bit of everything I don’t wish to speak publicly about this shift in our values But people were not asked to change their daily lives It’s just so amazing Many of us have given up hope Everything goes down I’m pain-free Like a beacon Discover the best Open your eyes to see Why you need that thing The dreams are different The dreams are oil Widespread confusion We still can’t grasp I slept as long as I could Everything darkens today Bloom eternally He walked with awkward steps Hastening death In a matter of seconds I will crash through God has zeroed in Just like being on earth Yes is the answer Things that make you go, Mmm Feeling like you’ve never seen a life before Who will believe these things inside I am nude It’s snowing gently as they fade like our memories in a narcotic daze May everything carry on Everything is a business contract Endless is the kind Opportunity that drinks Maybe I should clean it Is your father aware Everybody doesn’t behave I think we’re past the point of no return He walked into the room As if you knew My glaring mistake among you Fulfilling every promise you made garishly attired in silk like a plague Extending to you Voluble paradise, enormous rift Stand fast as you were Beckon to me The widows and bereaved mothers We’re here, useless I’m burying myself Waving home He struck a new tone Here’s what I promise you Pictures of prisons painted Enriched ingredients of life itself I’m hoping for the homeless The universe is in us Like toothpaste through a tube I’m now delivered unto the night Where never sleeps I wave my flag ahead Everything you know Has got to be dreaming We love to see them smile I’m saying goodbye to hello Have you no introspection The Lord of necessities You’re so specific Dancing around the room. — 2006/07 Living in the World Here’s my number for you. A trillion trillion. Here’s my day. Where’s yours? Dust the corners off Life’s growing where we are today on a windmill Have you taken a ride far out? Here’s my coveted position The truth hurts people We are leaving today All characters are actors All I found was friendliness and help Hatred and harm We are in a phase in this sacred place Instantly on line They hand me ancient songs This is a foreign land What we have to recognize is An issue of immorality Keeping the boss happy Big changes are on the horizon The pool will explode I’m swept away but not excited enough to die You’re mind is opening Two words can say a lot Please welcome my forgotten interior The history of our country The devil is your friend Where everything is marked with joy I’m very happy in the clothes of a shepherd The doctor will take care of me. The General I just pulled up, let me say He’s gone away Imagine any other thing than us is near An impenetrable barrier Apparently he’s gone home blind in one eye O swiftly ascend You are my arrow The world’s moving pretty fast up there Here on the bottom you earn a dream It doesn’t happen overnight Their story had unraveled I will give you something to do Who can find who Thought of being alive Flowers meet the sky What is there to fear An amazing discovery shocks everyone and alters our view of the world Some words from the philosopher and all the angels cheered Time can blow out like a candle There’s a harsh truth to face There is nothing that notices that These few words and everything’s changed The pieces survive I want the same I’m in love with everything No one else could do it You were so tolerant All I’ve done is make it worse I’m going to wrap myself in paper Full of lip service Unlike any other. — 2007 A Terrible Passage This is a terrible passage until I’m never mortal again The morning’s image again Vague, faraway and ravishing. Sleep is full of miracles! Only one play Has banished my spectacles and, hot painter of my genius, in that first split second you almost feel yourself in both places at once. I know in my heart The babble climbs and the malls Were an intimate palace Falling on a mat of gold And cataracts fall Like ribbons of crystal Suspended, ballooned Murals of metal. Not trees but columns surround the sleeping ponds where vain women stare at their projections Forests or temples Surrounding sages and humongous nudes Like a ceiling of reflections It stops and hovers. I’m forgetting about life Oh, my grief is near The petals closing. It can’t be done It stops my heart Selected flowers I’ve given my heart You’re my wildest challenge. We can leave death behind Discover the driving force Why is this something to do Every world penetrating What appearances you think. I’m working like you You’re life yourself, nothing else You’ve learned so much The air is filled with poo and dander. Science fiction is politics I’m clipping everything Everything is behind them A frame Everything is a matter of seconds The best picture of the year A storm cloud advances A story about truth, justice Train your mental muscles for the big day I will beep you when I’m ready I know her status now What would happen if people weren’t scared anymore Everybody knows his place except me A big shot in motion Every time is the last time Everybody gets a hand Are you alive or lonely Now I find more and more people are having feelings It’s really painful A shocking therapy I didn’t have to blind myself Here’s my bizarre display Life always floats at random On behalf of those who died There is comfort in the intimacy of the sea ”I’m beset by the ironies of my life” I am such a slave to your ocean I am the man who once was alive No one here is dirtier than you No one knows but you Swept into the dustbin of life One has a vague realization of it We are friendly but you are not. They grew up in the shadow of death One more time I never puked All over your body Two words to stay alive Exceptional Offer. Maybe now one has it right Nothing but moonshine I am yours because you are mine Fireflies at night. I’ve incited you What we had Within a span that is reachable Here’s where I want to be In a misty paradise A winter wonderland of hope Give me a handful of grief My god is you To naturally restore you The angels weep It is growing within us I’m here where I am Among the waterfalls Here’s the pleasure it gives me Anxiously to get I can’t tell if I’m a boy or a woman I have the right to privacy Here’s my name Cancer and a heart condition Where you’ve burnt him to death I’m sorry I’m in a hurry The strong get lost And make the grave bright and shining The same songs In the blush of the evening When the sun shines I don’t think you want to hear How money works The sneeze of summer I feel my heart trembling When you look at me seriously You always look good to me It only takes one night Weird, confused and alone Will you quickly tell me It can end in a moment My dream is to always taste the perfect wave In a city of millions Pause where you are Right at home Visitors may ponder Why have we met I’ve go to admit Shifting gears for just a minute Everything is here without end in sight It’s hard to define in the future It’s hard to laugh When you bleed and speak your name The words won’t fly anymore A seat on the floor What does anyone say Designed to deflect the rain I’m the thought you think before it went Off my mind It makes me pretty There’s a monster in the bathroom Determined to seek vengeance It is a little wobbly Yes, I understand I’m here if you need me. — 2007 Where Where I live for an instant I gotta go One big thing I like You have never met Where I am A blind man can see Where we are In a field of concrete What shall I give my life to What if I was one of us What if you were one of me What if that was one of this Oh, life that is mine I have never had an opportunity to see Everything happens tomorrow Oh, give me a home Flesh on flesh in the blood room I think I want to make it clearer Who can see over the horizon Who can see the end of days When I travel I long to return The last gleams of hope have died By the side of an old tree Next to an enormous wall Where does depression hurt Are you scared out of your mind What’s inside to change this place Let me sit here and absorb You’ve awakened in the dark and can’t go back to sleep Like another world of crime and violence Something is wrong in this house Blood flooded the floor No matter how you tried to hide it. — January, 2007 |
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