I Can See

I can see
How you were a child
And how our teeth fashioned crooked in the
traditional way.
I can see
Your mistakes and I resent how they
rest in me.
I can watch the way women are
but I can't see
For ocean's salt poured
when he once almost
Caressed my face.
 

The Fall

I paused for some dramatic
fall
into helplessness
Because of what you cultivate in me.
Then he pauses to look at my strength
With his dramatic pause
That has been incorporated in his silent smile nature
and his ocean bearing eyes.
How I am I to walk away
When he clings to me as a child lost?
 

The Last Bit of Chocolate

Resided on a college student's budgeted
last dollar
In the bottom of a tie dyed bag
Saved for the purpose
of Saving someone.
Despite my hunger,
I handed it over
to satiate yours.
The chimes cried
and my feet were cold beneath the bell bottoms
but I so warmly expressed how if I held you now
Nothing would end
No shadows would suffer, though,
For your refusals fired me calm
On a cold spring night.
 

The Movie

The film that I lent you
which you probably watched all ten thousand lines with desires run
rampant
closed inside this world of overdrawn checks
and flickering television imagery
because I never fixed the tracking.
The visual nature of your regrets
Is too great to reflect from the glass emporium,
but they see back at you,
as we all do,
and some try to read you
and even hold you and coax you to cry to sleep,
but I just want to thank you
For letting me know you
through and through.
 

Too

Too fast
too soon
slow down,
take care,
breathe light
air
air
running your fingers through my hair
too fast
too soon
slow down,
take care,
don't quit:
there,
there.
Too great,
too late
too fresh
and renewed,
too loved
and desired
simply you
but a bit too soon.

Peace

You dazzle in that uniform
and the hat
that you never cried under.
But I can never freely draw
or sing to heart's content,
show you love
or tell you Peace
as I would any other person
any other day.
You let me turn to him,
but he cannot use my heart right now.
The earth will turn me into butterflies again,
following a child's trail,
and again
I am admired.
 

Moved (For Bill and Jody)

I think he was moved
Because his fingers flew over the strings
With a touch a thousand times more gentle
Than had ever been used to move me,
And watching them sit there,
In musical loved whispers,
I was more moved than ever,
and I knew that he would never pause
to see.
Observing, I hope she seeks not for that
soulless part of him
Because who can fill it
but such a woman?
 

Whatever Goes Up

On holiday
To home
The way you move me
Up the hills
Running like a family
Like a family

Must come down.
 

Real

It's about you
And your hardworking answers
Your excuses
Bedmates
With forgivness.
It's about you
And your centerstage cowardice
Your opinions
That hurt me
to accept.
 

5 To Midnight

There was a fairy tale change
The one that I've always been expecting.
It was time for me to let go,
And when I turned to ask for your help,
All inspiration was lost,
And you were desert.
 

The Dream

There was a wolf-dog
muddy gray tail chasing
sniffing with devious intent
prowling with nothing to soak
shut out by doors that were shut
by whores he needs to chase me
for his revenge and i never knew that
he was a he; he just terrorized and licked
his lips patiently following me he just got me
once and then I had to depend on a stranger to
dig me out.
 

STOP

I'm not yours for projection
Or yours for control
I'm not yours in part
I'm an independent whole.
You see me as honest
And potentially weak
Two parts dangerous
For protection I seek.
There was once a time
For acceptance I sought
Nights of rejected battered
Isolation; we fought.
I'm not yours for protecting
Or yours to withhold
I'm not yours to help,
I'm an independent whole.
 

The Concert

There as no religious experience
But I thought of you standing behind me
Wondering how long you could stay around
Without speaking of destiny and asking "who am I"
As if you were my child.
I wish you were my child.
 

I Knew Him

I knew the one person
Who did take his life.
I want to smile at you
And I asked you to walk to the stage with me
But I don't want you to die there.
You are not parched and
You are not empty.
We all fall to death,
Those that can't hold onto a
Love that's not returned.
Please sit with me,
Even if I am the stronger one
This Time.
Your life transcends me.
 

I Knew

About fourteen year olds and suicide
Cars fast into overdrive
Explaining the existance of ends,
While you were working out the means.

There were nineteen year olds
About myself not letting go
And rooting into the ground like a mother-oak
Please pull and saw and use my wood from the inside out;
I have built layers to spare.
Alike we are
So pull and push me so that
I may react.
 

Repeat

Don't drown me again
In alcoholic ephiphany
And masquerading sympathy
Asking for my poetry
When no songs have you written.
I will not repeat the victim's circumstance.
 

Smiles

Meals between schedules
Held me together between rehersals.
There is no challenge anymore
But please come around soon
For he is so ill and lovelorn
That it is poisoning me
And I need you to hold me.
 

Turning

You inspired a rebirth in me,
And as weary as you are of this place,
I am of thoughts fixed staying on you.
If only I could grow fast enough
Shed the innocence,
And leave too.
You might still have little cares.
 

Tuning

In Sarah's words
You stared intently
As I tuned my guitar and
Poured lives into that microphone.
How many times have I been shown your
Beauty; and have you really ever noticed mine...
In Sarah's words
You stared intently
At my back I think and
I could feel your eyes wandering
And wondering about me and what
I was thinking and what maybe I would
Do if you just reached over and then you...
Then you turned
But you never forget how
To say goodbye.