and the blister underneath aint but nothing

in the wild world where things change at teh pace of sideways glance. and we try not to cut to deep into theones we love. often failing thinking of olny our lonely thought processes. it cant all come at once. and ive loved you since the moment i met you. i still am leaving everything on the table for you to eat grab or take. let my soul be nourishment. i hope it is enough. your loving touch, doing the double dutch, oh it hurts so much, your love is like a broken crutch. shucks, this sucks. i can bend, i aint broken. with strange words spoken

the breaking river

Sep 26, 2009 as you laugh as friends and loved ones circle you as poeple cross paths as the world shows you pictures and we lift drinks and cry at oneanothers feet we have seen the sins and doubts of our brothers and sisters and we decide that we dont care we stil love eachother all reason falls into candles burnig flame our ancors our these exact experiences and as we juggle emotion and strive to to get it right we marvel at our experiences and laugh and laugh and laugh brutal exspore naked ideas on the run we spill ans seep into oneanother with the confidence that we will renew not always where we hoped or planned but assured that it sure seemed right even if it was wrong so i sit alone and ponder sometimes feel the lonely oter times the wonder and i will walk forward grasp those honest moments and we all build the pyrimds and the desert flowers bloom and they are the most beautiful flowers and equal parts of all the riches that is my wish thankyu we all carry the torch of our discovery

the band will play

Oct 5, 2009 and the band will play that sweet song you want to hear it will whisper it sweetly in your ear undo the braids in your hair fair love breaths and the band they played broken crooked highways dreaming all the fingers lingering break the back kick over the gates eyes tearing color and the band will play that song the one with the holy notes the singer steps up and sings all the back beats settle in your wanting needs tremble as the band plays your most perciuos song all the rambling carry on song gone out on a moon rocket blasted and dangerous powerful chords sweet undertone jelly as the band played the last number and she sang that number right in my ear as the band played the last love note home

so 2 remember

Oct 8, 2009 and the excitment builds and the excitement it builds and the excitement builds and spills and she dances in the shimmering sun and the excitement it builds and the excitement builds and the excitement builds and drips into spaces enchanted and bare bold daring the excitment builds and runs faster chasing notes catuching lines bang bang ba babang the drumming of the beat bang bang ba bang the drumming of the beat and the xcitment buuilds all the silly sick thrills the shivers the heights the all the good mights brights of the gilmer of the queiver like glue it sticks rythmm licks the whole sound mix and the thumping sound rolls and the bass beat rolls all the naught and dirty rolls the folds of under the newly discovered jam the beat they shouted jam t he beat they shouted give them what they want give them what they want peel the oniion peel the onion peel the onion scrap the teeth the flip out wacked out underneath feast peace full doves sails into the sun clouds and sunsets cry blue and orange wavering moments dont cry now the song is almost done she said she lives in the beat he said he hit his head baby said dont break down yet we aint even dead and the beat it rolls off into every direction it flows and blows and holloews and dances and climbs slides drips and perices the crimple the jungle tango no reason why just to shake the soul loose so it remebers the sound

no cuddles

Oct 13, 2009 so i feel bored i feel overwhemelded over the barrol under the whipping tree just average tangents pulling weeds doing dishes calling spots dogning cars the spit on windshields the poop stained shorts the smelly underside but cant i still be loved dont i deserverse a chance break the friction get up and move beyond saddle the castle creep underneath the pass along if your listening if you care grab ahold dont bye into the dispair tears for nothing just a nothing bleek aware care get it out and wrestle it be the golden stare buy and burn the shit like a postcard into the journey of hope no body said it would all make sense unless you just gave in get some balls and live

the breeze

Oct 14, 2009 past the hallow beyond the range down ito the valley thru the trees and terrain follow the mountain pass across the cool cool river flowing riding out ther on the wind blwin calling out names and singing songs dishing out wonder and carrying on and people sat out and wondered aloud just how free can this breeze be he just smiled and winked and said please oh pleople please i roll where i must an go everywhere i can ive seen a billion things and i always go see them again im restless and wastefull seem never to be satisfied ive tried to stay and weep ive tried ive tried ive tried but something keeps calling me tugging on my tail its like a life in prison its like a life in jail but i got stories and melody and bliss sang with the soliders swam with the mermaids had all the stuff then gave it all awy i went searching forward no weight of nah restless breeze floating change thru and thru i just blew in doesnt it feel brand new so chew on me and spit me out bite down hard and try to figure it out im here today and gone in the blink of an eye i am always called to the true heights of yore bellowing calls i seek with the moon magic sweeping underneath the wails of a midnight sight the revelations of a lovers delight the breeze the freeze of the sesnse the breaking down to remember the hope to be able to forget breeze as in ease the freshness the scent not gone wrong yet ill take another attempt

yellow blanket

Oct 16, 2009 be happy you are alive and kicking and screamoing and chanting and bellowing and lowering and rising and quaking be happy another monet yet to explore this loving life that always gives more be not afraid to scream or shout put your things all about and dance in the small towns and cry in the big city or the inverse of both with a valley and stream too be happy see inside the joy of a moment and expression a glace of the glee be happy be free try to learn try to see we live inside of ourselves but yet there are so many but be happy and why not this life sure doesnt give us much but enough there is in the switches and the seems underneath the barenaked drivers cars gloves up on the mansion down under the hills thru the curves and ambushes believe in the thrill be happy why not the other choices fall short nothing beats a smile even if its not