She sits on the bow
Contemplating her treason
Gun held close to her brow
Sweat shop surrogate love
How will we make it through this storm
Compass points somewhere past North
Captain I’m losing you
I know what I wrote
Oh my this sailor might
She just might...........
Hand me my cigar
Where’s Jesus when I need him most
The tide is red and the baron takes flight
I’m grounded
Oh star commander
Russian Roulette was always my favorite game
This time his hand has the trigger finger
I’m on my knees
What a storm
Oh boy
Your quiet today
A thousand miles behind us
Contemplating treason
I hope I don’t regret this........
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Finding Alice
I am the prisoner sleeping in the belly of your soul
Lost in the ocean of one Iris
Dialated and unsure of the coming storms
Call me Shameful as I laugh
In your noose
I don't mind the intrusion
How metal rusts roses
How you tend to ignore these conversations.
I wear my umbrella even when it's dry outside.
Only you understand why.
Can you get me back to Alice?
Where everything is clear.
Where door knobs lead you into directions
directly
Im falling down the hole
And Im waiting
To see Beyond the bottom
Lost in the ocean of one Iris
Dialated and unsure of the coming storms
Call me Shameful as I laugh
In your noose
I don't mind the intrusion
How metal rusts roses
How you tend to ignore these conversations.
I wear my umbrella even when it's dry outside.
Only you understand why.
Can you get me back to Alice?
Where everything is clear.
Where door knobs lead you into directions
directly
Im falling down the hole
And Im waiting
To see Beyond the bottom
Between Me and The Devil
I wish I could have my seat at the bar
share my last drink with the devil
tell him how his words come out so much better than mine.
Alice and the rabbit, I will tell him
that’s all we ever are
reaching for stars
coloring them in with paper clips
and cutting them with scissors
slipping them under pillows
letting tears fill our lessons
kissing them good night
sleep tight
in patchwork pajamas
where it began
once upon a time…..
If I could….
begin in the web he spun me in
the one I can’t break through
Coffee runs through the well
pennies run through the holes in my pockets as we say our goodbyes
And you write…
Iris mixers, H20 eyes.
empty and full of life all at the same time
I love you.
I love the letter, torn and scarlett red
marked in the mail addressed now to someone else
Your name is etched in stone
I tried to erase it with my pencil
He saw it in broken eyelashes
worn hugs
with rings around tired hearts
I ask you to let go
you ask me to come closer.
Tell me Mr. Devil
What do you presume?
You say I turn my own grave
web spinning
coughing
Iris …. H20 under a million miles of mask.
If you could, read between the lines,
the devil can.
Coffee and trains,
Devils and stars,
wishing wells and scars.
Scarlett letters and mail.
....Alice.... says kings can wear hats,
Crowns suffer wars.
Armor breaks,
Symphonies trail behind us
in patch work pajamas.
share my last drink with the devil
tell him how his words come out so much better than mine.
Alice and the rabbit, I will tell him
that’s all we ever are
reaching for stars
coloring them in with paper clips
and cutting them with scissors
slipping them under pillows
letting tears fill our lessons
kissing them good night
sleep tight
in patchwork pajamas
where it began
once upon a time…..
If I could….
begin in the web he spun me in
the one I can’t break through
Coffee runs through the well
pennies run through the holes in my pockets as we say our goodbyes
And you write…
Iris mixers, H20 eyes.
empty and full of life all at the same time
I love you.
I love the letter, torn and scarlett red
marked in the mail addressed now to someone else
Your name is etched in stone
I tried to erase it with my pencil
He saw it in broken eyelashes
worn hugs
with rings around tired hearts
I ask you to let go
you ask me to come closer.
Tell me Mr. Devil
What do you presume?
You say I turn my own grave
web spinning
coughing
Iris …. H20 under a million miles of mask.
If you could, read between the lines,
the devil can.
Coffee and trains,
Devils and stars,
wishing wells and scars.
Scarlett letters and mail.
....Alice.... says kings can wear hats,
Crowns suffer wars.
Armor breaks,
Symphonies trail behind us
in patch work pajamas.
Pardon Me Sir... Conversatating With The Devil.
Pardon me,
Old man
May I share this bench,I dare you to look me in the eye
To look at my Jesus.
Can I talk with you?
For a moment
Bet you couldn't take my hand
You been here all along-
To rape me when I was a child
Alone in my bed.
You were there to tell me lies,
I believed them.
Pardon me Sir,
You stole my family
You crippled my body
You tried to kill me twice.
Your face is old
Your profile strong
You were once beautiful
You had to have it all.
I wanted to tell you
As we sit here now,
Sharing this bench
Like old friends,
When you wanted it all
You were cast from heaven
But you can't have God's promise
You can't have me
As we sit here now
You won't look into my eyes
Because you will see my Jesus
I am here to tell you now
Old man
We sit in a War
In the end
We know who wins.
Pardon Me Sir.
Old man
May I share this bench,I dare you to look me in the eye
To look at my Jesus.
Can I talk with you?
For a moment
Bet you couldn't take my hand
You been here all along-
To rape me when I was a child
Alone in my bed.
You were there to tell me lies,
I believed them.
Pardon me Sir,
You stole my family
You crippled my body
You tried to kill me twice.
Your face is old
Your profile strong
You were once beautiful
You had to have it all.
I wanted to tell you
As we sit here now,
Sharing this bench
Like old friends,
When you wanted it all
You were cast from heaven
But you can't have God's promise
You can't have me
As we sit here now
You won't look into my eyes
Because you will see my Jesus
I am here to tell you now
Old man
We sit in a War
In the end
We know who wins.
Pardon Me Sir.
Monday, September 13, 2010
War Commander
Static builds and I tend to this war ship
I roll my cigar Talk with the captain and she wags her tail
Pick up the radio
Are you there - listening
the storm gathers
He says your beautiful
I’m holding on
I’m the only passenger
He says in Morris code
I raise my hands Its just you and me
Ms. Captain commander
We sail these seas together
The message is clear
the wind is cold
I smile against the arms of tomorrow
I hear it in the voice of reason
And I might not be a writer
But I am the best fighter
I watch the smoke clear the air
I break the sail
Man the tide
I cant turn back
Its now or never darling
Morris code Captain
War ship is beginning to falter
Ignore the signs!
Its now or never!
I laugh
Captain wags her tail
A smile breaks my back
As we move into first place
As we watched them walk away….
I might not be the best writer
But I am the best fighter
Static fades
Message is loud and clear
The fog lifts
Its now or never!
I roll my cigar Talk with the captain and she wags her tail
Pick up the radio
Are you there - listening
the storm gathers
He says your beautiful
I’m holding on
I’m the only passenger
He says in Morris code
I raise my hands Its just you and me
Ms. Captain commander
We sail these seas together
The message is clear
the wind is cold
I smile against the arms of tomorrow
I hear it in the voice of reason
And I might not be a writer
But I am the best fighter
I watch the smoke clear the air
I break the sail
Man the tide
I cant turn back
Its now or never darling
Morris code Captain
War ship is beginning to falter
Ignore the signs!
Its now or never!
I laugh
Captain wags her tail
A smile breaks my back
As we move into first place
As we watched them walk away….
I might not be the best writer
But I am the best fighter
Static fades
Message is loud and clear
The fog lifts
Its now or never!
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