Sunday, March 9, 2008

When you think you've got it all figured out
its all left in a faded smudge.
And idea gone wrong.

But you don't even know
how big this iceberg of mistakes is.
You cant see what's not there.
Oh, but it can see you.

It's ready to pounce
like the southern winds
of a hurricane
pressing into the shingles of time.
Collected to create the roof
you rest your head under.

When you try to make sense
of this disaster, call me.
I'll be there to remind you
where my roof is.

The Arcs Between us

the updated version for anyone who cares

Do you remember
when your square jaw
was In juxtaposition
to mine?
-- When homicide was never a crime
that jesus would commit?

I sparked the match
and inhaled the day
I swore I forgot.
I speak in hallucinations
You speak through the haze.
And since I sleep-walked
through your brain,
I feel the loss of control
taking over.

The sun permeates
through my scalp
and I hope you come and visit
my poor brain.

I hope you decide to walk
and sleep
together within
my clouded head.

And when you want to leave,
slide down my disorganized spine.
Trace the lines of where forever was charted.
I know it's just another lie,
told to entertain our thoughts
Till the snow comes again next winter.

She says everyone dies for a reason.
She says we've all
gotta experience the blues.
Remind me again:
why we are
only human?

Why do we have to sober up
when the party is finished?
Why do we have to slow down at the stop sign?
What happens
when our nerve endings in our fingertips
cant find their way to the brain fast enough?

Our actions on impulse
force the song to skip.
The light has been green
for over an hour.
And the chorus repeats
repeats
repeats
repeats.


Why were we meant to flinch?