I Lost It All Once

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Marriage

I only ask because I need to know
If I ran away, would you try to catch me?
If I played hard to get, would you get me?
I long for you, to show me.... to be that guy.
Is that selfish? Can you do it? Is this fair??
I love you. I want to SEE your passion.
I know you love me, are commited, won't stray.
Is it more than honor, is it desire?
Is it because you'd start over again, with me?
Let me know by your actions. It would help me.
Do you want the same? Is this human nature?

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

Made

This helix of hurt spins on
My strand is caught up in the mix
My X and the Y and the Y and the why....

I pray the defect isn't lasting
I pray for robustness of life
I pray we grow strong not weak

Monday, July 09, 2007

to be loved

I bounded up like an excited dog
in a rush of love and affection
unseeing of the glass you held in hand
and like the liquid it contained
my love discarded brings joy to no one

Thursday, July 05, 2007

trying

throwing pebbles into a well to fill it up
hoping once full it will yield results
fearing once full it will be done with me

bees

you are like bees
your honey is sweet and i long for it's flavor
yet you fly away and sometimes sting

2 faces

You have 2 faces
both are beautiful but 1 I don't like to look at
1 reflects your inward strength and willingness to fight
1 reflects your insecurity and hunger to succeed
both are beautiful but 1 I don't like to look at
1 is soft and strong and light and love
1 is calculated and driven and false and hard
both are beautiful but 1 I don't like to look at
1 is hope and friend and giving
1 is fear and advantageous and taking
both are beautiful but 1 I don't like to look at

Monday, July 02, 2007

My lover

The closer to God I feel the more intimacy I have with nature
Just He and I and no one else - courting and holding hands
His hand is the stick i carry and his hair the leaves I touch
His wet kisses the rain on my face
He becomes tangible at last

Coaster

High
Low

That's what you do to me.

Monday, February 19, 2007

Songs from my youth

Down on the Bingo Farm
Oh, the farmer's name was Hiram
In the morning he would hire 'em
In the evening he would fire 'em
Down on the Bingo farm
Oh, the wife's name was Lucy
And she was kinda woozy
From drinking apple juicy
Down on the Bingo farm
Oh, the maid's name was Mabel
And she spilled milk on the table
So now she sleeps in the stable
Down on the Bingo farm
Oh, the handyman's name was Moses
And he had ten toeses
So he didn't smell like roses
Down on the Bingo farm
Oh, the dog's name was Rover
And he used to roam all over
But now he sleeps in the clover
Down on the Bingo farm
CHORUS:
On the
B-I-B-I-B-I-Bingo
B-I-B-I-B-I-Bingo
B-I-B-I-B-I-Bingo
Down on the Bingo farm
http://barrygoldberg.net/sillysongs.htm

There's a Hole in the Bucket

There's a hole in the bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza,
There's a hole in the bucket, dear Liza, my love.
Then fix it, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
Then fix it, dear Henry, dear Henry, fix it.
With what shall I fix it, dear Liza, dear Liza,
With what shall I fix it, dear Liza, my love?
With wood, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
With wood, dear Henry, dear Henry, with wood.
With what shall I cut it, dear Liza, dear Liza,
With what shall I cut it, dear Liza, my love?
With an axe, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
With an axe, dear Henry, dear Henry, an axe.
The axe is too dull, dear Liza, dear Liza,
The axe is too dull, dear Liza, my love.
So hone it, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
So hone it, dear Henry, dear Henry, hone it.
With what shall I hone it, dear Liza, dear Liza,
With what shall I hone it, dear Liza, my love?
With a stone, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
With a stone, dear Henry, dear Henry, a stone,
The stone is too dry, dear Liza, dear Liza,
The stone is too dry, dear Liza, my love.
So wet it, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
So wet it, dear Henry, dear Henry, wet it.
With what shall I wet it, dear Liza, dear Liza,
With what shall I wet it, dear Liza, my love?
With water, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
With water, dear Henry, dear Henry, with water.
With what shall I fetch it, dear Liza, dear Liza,
With what shall I fetch it, dear Liza, my love?
With a bucket, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
With a bucket, dear Henry, dear Henry, a bucket!
But... there's a hole in the bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza,
There's a hole in the bucket, dear Liza, my love.
http://barrygoldberg.net/sillysongs.htm

Waddely achee
Waddely achee waddeley achee doodley doo doodley doo Waddely achee waddeley achee doodley doo doodley doo
Simplest thing there isn't much to it, all you've got to do is doodley do it,I like the rest , but the part I like best is doodley doodley doo
http://www.scoutorama.com/song/song_display.cfm?song_id=61

Mairzy doats
Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you?
Yes! Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mairzy_Doats

The State Song
Oh what did Dela ware, friends, Oh what did Dela ware?
I ask you again, as a personal friend, what did Dela ware?
She wore her New Jersey, friends, she wore her New Jersey.
I tell you again, as a personal friend, she wore her New Jersey.
Oh, how did Flori-die, friends? She died in Mis-sour-i, friends.
Oh, what did Io-way, friends? She weighed a Washington, friends.
Oh, what did Ida-ho, friends? She hoed her Mary-land, friends.
Oh, how did Wiscon-sin, friends? She stole a New-bras-key, friends.
Oh, what did Tennessee, friends? She saw what Arkan-sas, friends.
Oh, where has Ore-gon, friends? She's taking Okla-home, friends.
Oh, what did Massa-chew, friends? She chewed her Connecti-cud, friends.
Oh, what did Missi-sip, friends? She sipped her Mini-soda, friends.
Oh, what did Ohi-owe, friends? She owed her state Taxes, friends.
Oh, why did Califone, friends? She called to say, "Hawaii," friends.
http://www.kidslist.uc.edu/kidslist/gs/neil/nsong1_003.html

Sunday, January 14, 2007

Broken tooth

You remind me of a broken tooth. Something I run my tongue over and every time I get a jolt in the pit of my stomach. I am waiting for the moment I realize that the break isn't a surprise... isn't foreign, but instead the new norm in the landscape of my mouth.

Monday, January 01, 2007

What is the point?

I can't figure out what the point is
but I feel it constantly jabbing me in the back

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Dialogue

Right hand: Why have we been here so long! I hurt, I have to let go.
Left Hand: Hang on my friend, don't give up. It will get better.
Right Hand: What do you mean? I see no end to this, we've hung here for ever and no help is coming.
Left Hand: Help will come. Help always comes.
Right hand: You can't know that, you don't know how tired I am or how much it hurts.
Left Hand: I do, it will come and I know how it hurts, I'm hanging on too. Just hold on!
Right Hand: I can't, I can't hang on anymore. There is no point.
Left hand: You can! You must! I have hung on as long as you and it isn't as hard anymore, the pain is dyeing away. Think of when it's over and what a relief that will be. Let that be your hope.
Right Hand: Hope? We've been here for what seems forever. Maybe your hope makes it easier but I can't hold on anymore, I can't.
Left Hand: If you let go I'll have to hold the weight for both of us, if you let go I'll be in this alone.
Right Hand: I can't help that, I can't help you... I just have to let go. Just for a moment. I'm tired and I hurt, I will break if I don't let go. If I don't give up.
Left Hand: Please think about what that will do to me. Think about what that means for the rest of our body.
Right Hand: How can I. They don't feel this pain, they don't know this ache and this fear and this exhaustion.
Left hand: Yes, they do. I do. But if you won't see it there is no point in arguing. I can't make you understand or hold on.
Right Hand: That's right, you can't.
Left Hand: Then let go. I hope it helps.
Right Hand: It will, I know it.
Left Hand: I know you think it will, I hope for you sake it does. Goodbye.

Friday, September 08, 2006

loosing battle

I'm struggling lord
To not struggle
I'm fighting
not to fight
thinking about
not thinking
Help me
please

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Shadow Friend

You are like a shadow
Sometimes solid, sometimes faint, sometimes not there at all
In fact, the more I shine the light at you
The more you disappear

I wish it wasn't so
I love you and want to know you
I think you like me to
But I guess I just won't know

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Two streams

I have a foot, one each, in two streams
The currents flow in different directions and at different speeds
I try to keep my balance while the waters teem
Fatigue entices me to jump to see where one will lead

I began my journey walking along one brook
It bore far but battered by the rocks
The other river will carry me beyond where I can look
yet now both have their claim and my strength mock

To jump would be a tragic and desperate thing
Instead I will steadfast stand abreast the two
Until the natural end that the seasons bring
I will stand in both as the diligent do

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Seasons

Spring is future
Winter is for the moment
Fall is for staying put
Summer is for running away

Friends

I loose you and then I find you again
Sometimes you hold my hand sometimes you cut my fingers
I think I forget and then you are there again in my way
I wish I knew where your loyalties lie
Do you want to be my friend

Friday, May 05, 2006

My History

My memories are mostly emotion
The rest is too hard to remember
Sadness or elation sweep over me
Flickers of my past that allude definition

Monday, March 20, 2006

The Pit

Run, run away from me.
Go away from me now.
You can't fall into my need
You can't know how deep it is
Just back up and save yourself.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

church

In you I see Gods love
You are a sea of mirrors turned to God
Thank you for reflecting his light
Your life tells me the secret of his love
You friendship shows me his love for me.

Joy

in my fear there is joy
in my sin there is joy
in my past there is joy
in my love there is joy
in my worry there is joy
were can I go from your joy?
I look to you, eyes read and filled to the brim
I see that your eyes are smiling
you know something I do not
I am weak and yet you smile
I am sinful and yet you still smile
I frown and you smile
I smile and you laugh
I laugh and understand you love me

Monday, February 27, 2006

My Friends

Dare to dream!
Reach for what you want
You may not lay hold of the object you are reaching for
But in the reaching you will grow

Monday, February 20, 2006

Thought

I want you to forget my song
Don't sing it anymore
I don't want to hear it

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Word

I can float on wings of angels
I grab them above the shoulder joint and glide

I feel stable in my faith
I am not on sand or watery ground

I have walked a long road
I have made it this far with your help

I am strong and I am free
Thank you, Thank you for your love

Sometimes

I can't do this
I love you and it hurts
I can't love you and not hurt you

I will ruin it
I can't sit still
I move and it all falls apart

Why do you like me
Why do you say you're my friend
Can't you see how fucked up I am?

I think it's best if we part
I don't want to hurt you
i don't want you to break my heart.

Monday, January 16, 2006

Father

Thinking of you and wondering at your faithfulness
How is it that I am the luckiest of all the Lost
You could have left me in my hopelessness
I would not have know that you spared the cost

Yet you set me apart and took me as your own
You clothed me and put a rod down my spine
I have been given love and not made to atone
You gave me a part in your grand design

...

Layers

You seem to me a beautiful island
You seem to play and laugh easily
You seem to be hiding your self at a distance

I want to travel to your island
I want to know the way the sea looks from your shore
I want to share with you the view

How can I swim the distance
How can I know I will make it to the shore
How can I respect the silence

I hope I will get there
I hope you want me to try
I hope we'll be good company in the end.

Saturday, January 14, 2006

Perspective

My eyes are kaleidoscopes
Viewing the ever changing landscape of my life
They make lousy binoculars for surveillance

I wonder if the pictures I see are telling me the truth
Or am I seeing a colorful representation
Are there truly mountains or just hills

I have a bit of vertigo if I look to long
I will glance across the terrain
And focus again on today

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

gift

Life is a gift
a gift that has many surprises
we do not understand what it means

Friday, January 06, 2006

???

What do you want from me?
Should I aim for perfection?
Do I ever take off these shoes?
Why did you make me this way?
When is it over?
Will you give me an answer?
How do I do this?
Could you love me anyway?

Thursday, January 05, 2006

The ship

The space shuttle never shed her fuel tanks.
They have stayed glued to her side.
They long so much to be useful
They have generated new fuel.
What will be done with them?
To use them would kill the her and those on board.
They could propel her further into space
But there is nothing to sustain the crew.
They could speed up her return home
But reentry is such a delicate thing.
They are causing her problems
They are heavy and weren't planned for
She'll have to figure out how to make them work for her

Your eyes

There is a twinkle in your eyes - It is the glint of a metal trap
You smile with just the corners of your mouth - hooks for me to swallow
Your words are sweet and draw me in - to tangle me up in the net
Whether you intended to or not - you have me caught struggling for life

Thursday, December 08, 2005

just friends

If with a touch I could let you know you are are loved
I would, but maybe... maybe I wouldn't

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Rain

The rain of poetry sweeps across my brain
but I'm standing with no buckets to catch it in

Sunday, September 18, 2005

here

I have been in love with every man
I have wanted to understand their pain
I have wanted them to understand mine

I have longed for her to be my best friend
I have wanted it never to end
I have wanted her to want me too

I have found myself alone
I have found myself at peace
I have known it'd be like this

Friday, September 16, 2005

There Was More

But I lost it all...

Monday, April 11, 2005

For Johnny

A man built a house on a hill for the King to see. It was a beautiful house and well laid out. The man furnished the house with many beautiful things and opened it to his friends. The man said “What do you think of my house?” His friends said “It is beautiful and comfortable! It’s is a perfect home. You should be proud.” People would walk by and wonder about the house. Why is it so beautiful? Who lives there? Is it open for me to stay? Will he build more? Can I do something like what he’s done?
The King took little notice of the man house. He was looking for something empty that he could fill with his trophies. He had no want for comfort or function, only empty space and grandeur.
The man was disappointed in the Kings reaction. He had really wanted to please him. Should he have built this house on a hill? Did he waste his time and efforts? He pondered these thoughts and kept building.

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Waiting

I’m waiting for you
Waiting for you to choose me
I said “I Do” but I should have said “I’ll Wait”
Do you really want to be with me
Are you willing to sacrifice your time
I am willing to do this for you
I really hope you are not...
... waiting

Thursday, September 30, 2004

To have an to Hold

I hold your hand and can’t get it to sink in
I hold you close and smell your hair
I hold your eyes but don’t know how to begin
I hold on to the thoughts I can’t share

I miss you

I miss you
Where do you go when you leave?
Have you ever really come back from the last trip?

I miss you
Don’ t you want to know me?
Have you already figured out all there is to know?

I miss you
Are books more intriguing?
Have you found sparks that don’t cause a fire?

I miss you
Will you see what I need?
If you do will you care and walk back through the door?

Thursday, September 16, 2004

guilt

I’ve thought about what you said
Over and over though the night
I think it’s true, the words I read
Though you may have said them in spite

If like a prince you were to me
It’s because I feel like a queen
If like a whore I made you
It wasn’t to be mean

I’ve needed cinnamon and spice
You brought me a little of each
Where you just being nice
And now there’s need for bleach

Wednesday, September 15, 2004

clay for steel

Take the cup from my hands
I need it no more to drink
I have living water filtered by sands
I have no need to think

Give me a sword to hold instead
I’ll cut through all this gauze
I will see things covered in red
We will die for this cause

You ways are higher than mine
It takes degrees to see
I need but to jump and see you shine
It’s where you’re leading me

So I lay this down on your alter
Without cause to doubt
You plans never will falter
In you there is never drought

Monday, June 30, 2003

scars

I’ve said before that hands that are burnt will get cold once more
I keep them in my pockets desperate that they’ll keep them warm
My fingers are itching and long for their freedom
I long for them to be tangled in your hair… but you keep it short

cut flowers

My flower is blooming but you don’t want to look
You are not willing to water my love
You have no desire to walk through my garden
You would rather sit and fear the dark

What do I do with my wilting flower?
How many times will it bloom again?
What will happen with only sporadic water?
Will you raise your eyes in time to see it die?

I wanted you to share with me my love
But now I walk with my bouquet behind my back
Ask me and I’ll show you though I fear the worst
You look at it, smile and toss it over your shoulder.

Friday, April 25, 2003

doodle

Sizzle pop
Hop missile
Fizzle top
Flop swizzle
Eyes cries
Sighs lies
Flies buys
Tries dies

Thursday, April 24, 2003

fever

I’ve got a sickness in me
I need the fever to burn it off
It’s symptoms are subtle
Caught in my lungs with no cough

It makes my stomach burn
It makes my skin itch and sweat
I’m nervous twisting my hands
No relief from this constant fret

Hmmm…. The pill is bitter
It comes with much consequence
The dr. Is not taking calls
And it’s worn down my defense
So touch me to help me
My weak heart needs to beat
Make my temperature rise
And the longing deplete

Saturday, April 19, 2003

Work

Fighting against a butterfly’s wings
Breathing on a charging train
Massaging the marble floor
Energy spent in a dark room

Wednesday, February 19, 2003

blow

You bend to my wind
I can’t help but blow

Marriage

A sapling uprooted
Roots cut off

A small tree exposed
Gouged with a knife

Twine binding them
Force mutuality

Seasonal changes
Fruit and death

Friday, October 11, 2002

The Bridge

You came into my life and filled it with light
I grabbed onto you like a candle in the dark
I think my grip make you want to take flight
If you left I’d be in the night without a spark

I’m trying not to hold on, to let you be free
But what if I let go and away you flew
You’ve been called a bird and now I see
You have wings and they’ve seen it too

Dreaming

If you heard my song would you take the credit
Would you hear it and claim it your victory
Do you think you were the first to open my doors
Maybe that you helped me to face my fears

It’s not about you so just stop smiling
You were a step along the way
You can’t take the credit

I want to sing to prove good things happen without you
You should know that we grow without your light
In fact you stood so close you blocked the sun
So now I’m growing in another garden

It’s not about you so just stop smiling
You were a step along the way
You can’t take the credit

Hunger

I’m learning to live with hunger
The empty feeling in my stomach
The dull ache and weak limbs
The acknowledgment my body wants more

Who hasn’t felt hunger with me
The child in a 3rd world country
The man stranded on a boat at sea
The woman giving it all to fee a child

But with me it’s a means to an end
The stomach that I want to diminish
The thighs that I want to be smooth
The ass I want to fit into airplane chairs

Tuesday, September 03, 2002

holes

Poke your holes in my stomach
Pull out the defective part

Friday, August 30, 2002

reality

Crimson clouds that never burnt off
Float across her cheek
He is tall and strong lifted aloft
With honey syrup speak

A malarian fever has touched her mind
Giving vivid dreams
His radiance has rendered her blind
His silver armor gleams

My love for her helps me to view
Through lenses colored rose
Though my love my own show me too
The other side he knows

His hasty words have wounded my bird
And pulled mine from the sky
Then restoring flight with a word
To trip more by and by

Left in a quandary tween the two
Who doth my heart lay by
Love or love, view or view
To my loves vision I buy

Left with reft between the two
Which side do I choose
Love or love, view or view
Which am I willing to loose?

Thursday, August 29, 2002

patterns

If I close my eyes
And think of the feeling
It’s like rubbing my naked skin
Against the porous sea rocks

If I think about it
It’s like exfoliating
Down to the meat and bone
Of my weary lonely body

If I dare to admit it
It’s a familiar feeling
One I enjoy because of pain
That feels so right

If I dare to look down
I would realized that
It is leaving me in shreds
Without much left

Wednesday, August 21, 2002

why

Why fight
what will it show
shine true light
then you will know

is love true
does it have eyes
is it for you
or is it for lies

precious is time
with many distractions
more sublime
than uneven attractions

Monday, August 19, 2002

church:

Changing shifting melting
The stable world I stood on
Shuddering lurching shaking
I hang on to the ski

Tuesday, February 19, 2002

abandoned:

Thrashing, lurid, torrid... Ocean churning like the clouds in the sky... Height, might, kite...in the hands of a boy chasing after a father who doesn't know he's there... Cries, sighs, screams, yells echoing in a shell held to the ear of a dog ...animals needing a home, lost, alone...mom and dad nothing but mannequins in the living room window.

Monday, October 08, 2001

Greed

Open you arms and bring them in
Gather along the away all the things you can

You want it all and you take it all

Does it make you uncomfortable
All the angles against your skin

Inlaw

Who do you want me to be
Do you want a daughter
Do you want a friend

What do you want me to do
Should I take care of him
Should I leave him alone

When should I come to you
When I need a mother
When I need advice

Where do you want me to be
May I stand by your side
May I stay at a distance

How do you want me to feel
Can I feel close to you
Can I accept your love

Friday, October 05, 2001

Romance

In your hands to you feel the weight?
Do your fingers want to let go?

On your shoulders do you sense the burden?
Do you feet drag and slow?

Would you let it go if you only knew how?
Would you set it down?

If you did would you look to my face?
Hoping that I don't frown?

Would you notice the change in me?
Could you see what it would do?

Can you see me bent by the weight?
Do you see that I carry it too?

Thursday, September 27, 2001

Politics

Bobbing on the water
A small piece of wood
Carried by the current
With no resistance

No direction leads
North star isn't in view
Islands dissolve at inspection
The lighthouses are overturned

Time disappears
No concept of horizon direction
Let go of the surface
Falling to the floor

No longer bobbing
Nestled in the sand
Cool blurred but solid
Dragging and stoping all movement

Wednesday, June 27, 2001

Dreaming

Half drowned and drowsy
Sleep fills my nostrils

Languid thoughts struggle
To see the true horizon

Memory of vapors and words
Never spoken

Listen intently to follow
Lead me out to breath

Tell me

Air is plenty
So blow

Mind is nimble
So know

Voice is strong
So say

Mouth will move
So pray

Love is ready
So give

I need to know
To live

balance

I see my hunger is greater
My will is stronger

I thought I’d have to cater
That I’d want to wait longer

Instead it is me who asks
Me who pulls and kisses

You are the one to lax
Who’s bed opportunity misses

I throb and I yearn
I long and I crave

Your lust doesn’t burn
Your desire has gone to grave

Tuesday, June 26, 2001

Insecurity

Skin over blisters hold back a flood
Of pain and fear and tears and blood

Wounds by future present and past
My fractured image still bearing a cast

Needle words penetrate my flesh
Aquatinted hurts introduced afresh

Thursday, June 14, 2001

Eyes

Eyes of earth that I can bury my heart in
Grows thick vines of hope to bind my frayed thoughts
Fanning leaves of trust that shade my sun-shy fear
And roots that tangle me up and hold me fast

Tuesday, December 12, 2000

Impatience

I'm nervous I want to be yours forever
How can I wait another day?

If I can tell you I love you
What else am I trying to say?

I don't know how to slow my heat
Or how to control my internal longing

I know I have you and your love
But I need the deeper sense of belonging

Is this the torture I was waiting for
Is this the pain I had missed?

The feeling I get went you leave
Or every time we've only kissed

I don't know how to be now
I don't know what I’m supposed to do

I don't know what to look for
Or the right questions to ask you

I have no frame of reference here
To tell me which way I should go

All I know is that I want you
And the anticipations sure to grow

But I can wait this question out
I've lived till now with out you

I know I’m still myself here
I can still love the things I used to

I hope I get a grip on this soon
I don't want to ruin this thing

Just because I’m excited in love
Doesn't mean I need a ring

Monday, December 11, 2000

Conjunction Junction

I long for you to know how I feel yet you have hit me with amnesiac force.
I fight, I wrestle to find the words but I have spilt my memory on the floor
I grab at images illusive as snow and I try to find enough to make a sold thing
I show it to you so you can see however the shape is crud and simple
If only you knew what you do to my heart or how I feel to look into your eyes
You would never question yourself again then you'd conquer the world with lack of doubt

What is in you eyes

It's hard to explain, how the feeling arrests me
It's hard to contain, the eternity I see
"When I look in your eyes, something grabs hold..."
I try to rationalize, but truth remains untold

Tuesday, October 24, 2000

A new kind of love

I've been taught the dance
but haven’t heard the music
My graceful sweeps and brilliant leaps
mean nothing to me

In your effort to see me conform
you lost the meaning
What is movement and passion
without being set free

To love you and your touch
Not a touch that thrills or burns
But the touch that sooths
It’s changing my heart

No more 10/24/00

Upturned eyes facing the fear
Scared no more
Wide eyed - opened minded
Lost no more
Eloquent words through open lips
Silent no more
Breathing freedom like fragrant air
Dictated no more
Throwing open expressive arms
Bound no more

Fear of magic 10/24/00

There is magic in every beginning and also fear
Possibilities are endless

I've said your name too many times… it's sure to go wrong
I'm not superstitious but I knock on wood

Please go away… but please come back
I don't know if I’m in love with you or if I want you to leave

You don't look like I thought you would
You match up to my measuring stick inch for inch

I've had too much time to think
You are too kind, too gentle, you are too easy, too slow

I want it to fade but it just changes color
I'm trying to run but falter and now I'm hear with you

Thursday, December 16, 1999

5:00 o'clock

Tell me you’ll free me to skies of rain.
I want to have cold air on skin.

Trapped, penned in, enclosed by plaster.
Push through its brittle walls like the cervix.

Send my mind out the window though I’m trapped behind the glass
Feel the warmth of the sun from the florescence above

My eyes long to read the words of life, hurt, joy
Instead they linger on nonsense… numbers

Sing to me sweetly… cries on the wind
Instead I here prattle by recorded voices.

Waiting, waiting, waiting for the clock to strike 5:00.