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Doggedly

A small tilt of the head,

to see more

like a dog

she’s good to ignore,

nothing goes past her

she’s a wall on the floor

always stands her ground

when life comes knocking

she’ll kick down the door

 

The Cat is Outside of the Bag

your bag was rugged like a cat had lived in it for a week

your shoes were untied, the sole was falling apart

I wasn’t sure if you left them like that by design

or if you’d forgotten how to tie them back on

I wanted to show you how,

but the things you’re supposed to have learned as a child

are difficult to learn again

and old pride

gets mangled up

with new pity,

so that learning itself seems redundant

and the amount of betraying helping hands

leave you satisfied

until you’ve died,

fully stretched on the coffin

nailed wide shut

with silver coins in your eyes

 

All of Them

We both have trauma

different trauma

but we dream together

we both have problems

many problems

some may say we’re problematic

we cause a scene

and laugh about it

it’s in our nature

two opposite forces

attracted

friction-full

We both have issues

different issues

but together

we have all of them

 

What a Lunacy!

what a lunacy

howling out for help

in the middle of your own sea

“Oh, but nobody wants me”

you say,

“loving is reserved for those who deserve it”

you say,

i’m certain that certain people need a little push

but what if they come back with a desire to see you mush,

i’m wishy-washed

when it comes to slapping people with words,

lovingly tho,

I still can’t muster the courage

to just let it go!

 

By The Shore

I keep a flower in my pocket, for later

she sees me as a prophet

I see her as a traitor,

the beach is wet and cold no less,

I get on my knees,

talk to much but then I say “i digress”

I reach for the time and it’s late

I leave her there

and never confess what was at stake

 

In a Rush

a level above screams intensely and without rubbing and scrubbing a similar tone that rings and rings without stopping for you or for me a familiar menacing soundless suffering that keeps puzzling and hussel and bustling me.

 
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