"And Gabriel stands beneath forest and moon
See them rattle and boo, see them shake, see them loom
See him fashion a cap from a page of Camus
See him navigate deftly this side of the blue"
jeeze
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
the sun kalls me up
and of course i say "sure"
we'll watch her boyfriends band
at some bar by her home
and she'll kook me to blak
before the hour has passed.
that hair of fire
and those eyes of gold
find me to be a mayan
sweating out my sekrets
in some temezcal.
i shouldve kissed you that night
we went walking in the rain.
and now a stars about to fall
there's this screamin in my head
and the love i missed kouldve been love
to keep me in this skin
but its only ash now
and i'm standing in the wind
and of course i say "sure"
we'll watch her boyfriends band
at some bar by her home
and she'll kook me to blak
before the hour has passed.
that hair of fire
and those eyes of gold
find me to be a mayan
sweating out my sekrets
in some temezcal.
i shouldve kissed you that night
we went walking in the rain.
and now a stars about to fall
there's this screamin in my head
and the love i missed kouldve been love
to keep me in this skin
but its only ash now
and i'm standing in the wind
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
let's hit the road
and hit our heads.
let's train those desert roads
to stay dry
as we rip reality at the seams
and cry
in this language
that doesnt
quite
cut it.
that self cut
brown hair
and those
time worn words
could make this periphery
play with periods,
even if its just for a small while.
i'll find us a place to park
in these monads
and pretend to press
what won't be pressed.
and hit our heads.
let's train those desert roads
to stay dry
as we rip reality at the seams
and cry
in this language
that doesnt
quite
cut it.
that self cut
brown hair
and those
time worn words
could make this periphery
play with periods,
even if its just for a small while.
i'll find us a place to park
in these monads
and pretend to press
what won't be pressed.
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