Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Smiling Now

And so it goes…

It continues to follow

And no one knows

Why it just won’t up and go


I follow her, but I’m years behind

Tracing footsteps in the snow

She seems to creep into my mind

Why won’t she just up and go?


I’ll be digging for bones shortly

I’ll be dreaming so sweetly

She’ll be haunting me quietly

And she’ll be doing it so discretely


Memories don’t fade

The get disfigured and distorted

And everything I’m remembering now

Isn’t what was initially reported


I look towards the horizon

And it all looks crystal clear

You have entered my vision

And I’m glad that you’re now here


I’ll forget what used to be

I’ll be dreaming so sweetly

She’ll have to stop haunting me

And I’ll forget you indiscreetly


You’ve lost, and it’s time to leave

And I’m ignoring your remarks

I hope me message is received

While you walk off into the dark


And so it goes…

I no longer follow

And everyone will know

That this smile if from watching you go…

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Uninspiration

Sixteen reasons are keeping me here

But the seventeenth is the one I truly fear

Stand up all of you who’ve been stood up

And I’ll never be uninspired if this keeps up


Fifteen minutes, and I’m still here

But the sixteenth is the one I truly fear

Sit down all of you who’re inside out

And I’ll never be uninspired with this about


Fourteen months, and it just feels like years

But the thirteenth is the one I truly fear

Run away all you who’ve been chased away

And I’ll never be uninspired if it is this way


Twelve hours later and I still don’t hear

But the eleventh hour is the one I fear

Come this way, all you lost sheep

And I’ll never be uninspired if this is what I reap


Ten to one, and I bet that she’d be dear

But nine times out of ten, I still fear

All of you seem to achieve the unexpected

And I’ll never be uninspired if this is expected


Eight ways in which you feel so near

But the seventh is the one I truly fear

Cozy up to the feeling all you used

And I’ll never be uninspired if this continues


Six from the pack, and my head feels clear

But five bucks says they’re just masking my fear

Drink in the sound of a spinning room and give heed

And I’ll never be uninspired if this proceeds


Four priorities, but I guess I’m the one that disappears

And if I were in the top three then I wouldn’t fear

Write it down all you lyricists and linguists

And I’ll never be uninspired if this persists


Two were supposed to end up here

But being one is what I fear

To all of you longing for that day

I’ll never be uninspired if I feel this way…

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Blind

I walk the known with my eyes closed

Through parking lots and empty fields

I stumble on, but so does the time

And my weary soul never yields

They tell me I need to notice

And I find it hard to know

I close my eyes and embrace the familiar

While blindly, I continue to go

No one can tell me the answers

But they all seem willing to try

The soles of feet worn down

From truth that’s often lie


I walk the known with my eyes closed

Over broken pavement and street

I stumble on, but so does the time

Faces fade of those I meet

Pressing on over the known

I reminisce about the horizon

It circles me and surrounds

As dusk again turns to dawn

A passing day becomes a dream

And the dream escapes at night

They tell me when I am wrong

But ignore when I am right


I walk the known with my eyes closed

They no longer need to be

I walk the known with my eyes closed

In blindness I can truly see


I walk the known with my eyes closed

Past the places where I ought belong

I stumble on, but so does the time

And the words repeat in this song

To be open implies letting in

And they all have a thought or two

To be open implies letting out

But they want to let it out on you

If I could continue walking

Could I reach my destination?

If they could just stop talking

Would it end my aggravation?


I walk the known with my eyes closed

Over motives and under low branches

I stumble on, but so does the time

While dwindling are my chances

We know it all too well

But we ask questions nonetheless

Their answers aim to corrupt

But none of them will confess

I’m surrounded by those who hate

And I’ve almost sealed my fate

With one whom I sought to know

Keep walking, don’t commiserate


I walk the known with my eyes closed

Because to open them would only bring tears

I walk the known with my eyes closed

It’s all I’ve known for all these years


I walk the known with my eyes closed

Through sliding doors and under clouds

I stumble on, but so does the time

And I’m no longer heard aloud

My halo has surely fallen now

And it rests around my neck

Lift it and shine it anew

Won’t you help me put it back?

With a longing for tomorrow

And loathing of today

Can’t we rid ourselves of sorrow?

And bring back yesterday?


I walk the known with my eyes closed

Because I’m here now and I don’t want to see

I stumble in and time just stops

Is this truly where I’m meant to be?

She raises her glass and gives a toast

But she doesn’t see the pending doom

As we all sip and enjoy the moment

Their gone, and so is the room

All that’s left is her in my eyes

And she’s dancing and trying to say

That though we cannot imagine now

We’ll be together one day


I walk the known with my eyes closed

Through repeated lines and the cliché

I walk the known with my eyes closed

Waiting blindly for that day…

Thursday, June 10, 2010

This & That

Smirked, like a jerk

And it would have worked

Surrounded by lilacs

Victim of a heart attack

Fell smack dab into roses

Amongst their phony poses


And I chose that over this


Hush, crush the masses

With each foot that passes

Surrounded by antics

Victim of their dynamics

Fell smack dab onto concrete

Amongst their dirty feet


And I chose this over that


Run, jump the gun

And you almost had fun

Surrounded by snails

Victim of a false tale

Fell, just fell, with great success

Amongst their double edged caress


And I chose that over this


Strong in a moment

And never had to lament

Surrounded by drama

Victim of their fickle dilemmas

Fell into the quickening sand

Amongst their indiscrete demands


And I chose this over that


Those cookies tell stories

So have no worries

Surrounded by events

Victim of something I don’t resent

Fell until I finally fell flat

Amongst their eyes I couldn’t combat


And I chose this over that


Bitter with a hollow interior

Blooming cascades upon the exterior

Surrounded by interludes

Victim of something so good

Landed, and started making a mess

Just for me? Who’d have guessed?


And I choose this…