mircosoft

I come with factors








a hidden history haunts
holding hands as
mother maid did
a good life given

narcissistic negligence
a wreckless disregard



wrinkles come apparent with thought
and curtain calls

as

its too late
to save anything
to complete
the elusive mystery
so silently swallows
another biding juice
back against
the railing of roost
the clover will disappear

when temperance
draws near
the songs aren't
what i think
and enter
is a fleeting
space away

something

on the jump
cause its
gemstone luck
perspective jaded
but desperate hearts club
created
the master of will
and thought
keeping my wind
free of clogs
the elusive awaits
patience
chile
with your short fingers
and iron dreams
the oyster loves
publicity
and truth on the beat
crackle the pop
short a cow head
on a sock
lots and space
availabilty
for rent
only the departed
can't stay
no no
dessert
cannot taste
any other way
the smoking gun
of a cat's love
keeps the 20s
tidy with dreams
surely
the notion
will amount to something
before
opportunity sleeps
in the comfort of
fall leaves
no no
she can still be
everything,
if something.

Lifeline

"Life is much too short to sit and wonder
Who's gonna make the next move and will slowly pull you under when you've always got something
to prove?

I don't want to wait a lifetime
Yours or mine, yours or mine
Can't you see me reaching for the lifeline?

You say that I misheard you but I think you misspoke
I hear you laugh so loudly while I patiently await the joke

I don't want to wait a lifetime
Yours or mine, yours or mine
Can't you see me reaching for the lifeline?
The lifeline, the lifeline

It's a crime with only victims
We're all laid out in a row
It's hardest to listen to what we already should know

I could hold out for a lifetime
Yours or mine, yours or mine
Can't you see me reaching for your lifeline?
The lifeline, your lifeline, the lifeline"

-Ben Harper

what you leave behind
what you wouldn’t
what you did
your effect on
memory
how you approach
a stranger
an incident
an acquaintance
what you leave behind
cannot change
so start today

horse & i

organic preservation

this aint right
there is something
wrong
despite appearances
the smile overcasts sadness
not even an acquaintance
can penetrate
no longer giving
what the heart
can't amount
call it
emotionally green

teflon

counterweight
dyed and shift
trimmed
pot picked
savior prick
nothing sticks
to teflon

tale

"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times,

it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness,

it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity,

it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness,

it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair,

we had everything before us, we had nothing before us,

we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way

- in short, the period was so far like the present period,

that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received,

for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only."

Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

ooh wee ooh wee oooh

keep your eyes on
shoulder cuffed
and armed with luck
it slides over the motion
of mere existing
slowly
from her lip
you fall in
the abyss of dream
want, succumb
this is not how you
undone
yes
just look up
to keep your face on
because it wasn't told
how it would fit
hit or miss
stolen into bliss
carbonmade
maid of season
made of treason
because loneliness haunts
and you find no where
to feel the music
of your go
rise on
even if it is not what you
want
the key stroke will
lead you home

vacancy

can we make it stop
even though
we never really listened
where do we go
when there is nothing
left to run to
where do we go
when i question home
the stars only lead me
into the cold arms of
deserts and dreams

futile

and the flowers will come
after strawberries
the grass greener than winter
the ocean warmer
shoulders bared
for heartache spared
the deep blue
of springing forward
an immigrant
or a solider
the ides of this march
uncharted
roulette or mice
the odds of endurance
our whole lives are risk
and what's winning
conquering, salvaging,
memorable
eye lined
and out of time
for refuse
just the blanket
of tomorrow
keeping today warm
the chase of
suspension
in the circle of life
the meant for Right
naming the elusive
a futile effort
of passing

picture fall
silent omens
the cosmos telling
that titles indicate
infiltration
for better
or
for worse
stacking sadness
alongside hope
into the dresser
drawers of my soul
these bullets
don't come
with batteries
no amounts
of professing
could save
anything

secret

do i feel better now
spilled and shard
broken and burned
the ruiner
of self-destruct
make my luck
forgo dessert
for the truth
of worth
and the good news
says forgive anyway
i am a slave
to irony
to retribution
over and up
let me be reborn
a better person

i tell you, it's pouring
hell on high water
yet still dry enough
for a firestarter

shelter

standing
on my own
two feet
standing
alone
for once
the forgotten
faces of a decade
the new blooms
that emerge
death and rebirth
skin shed
layers peeled back
the pungent onion
infiltrates the air
ready or not
here it comes
there it goes
five foot three
a leaf like all
the others
spiraling in the breeze
the spring mix
sans the freeze
how i have
let she hide
in guise
in a lovers interest
but i'm exhausted from
paying twice over
for red rover
red rover
where have you been
abundant turn over
take cover