no title

unfurl the curls in your heart

we can talk

or if you want

we'll not

But see me again

or i'll forget

yet there's still time to invent

some trip

or a flip of the hand

to show us off the land

in the desert or on the moon

i see you

umpher

Screaming/spilling

his pain out on the

road

What a story

a curse on his glory

everything turns to shame

and he feels the

same

lies to lie

on the sea he feels

will sweep the

pain beneath him.

He dives in and swims

through vibrations

of my steel strings

hoping what he hears

is his angel that sings

and swings beneath

the storm to drag him

up to the misery so

familiar to that song

He sees his wife in the air

and looks at his life and dares

to grab the cross and smash free

from his pain

He is free to breathe his fear away

                  to cut his hair with his teeth again

back home he comes

to set his clouds to darkness

from his heart removes the softness

And saves his last breath for Revenge

My Friend

Hello?

Oh hey

you know what happens

I get lost in the silence

ya..

Your voice stops

and I drift back,

into my dreams

I've been waiting

for something, I

don't know what,

to wake me up

That question, yes,

it comes back with no

answer on the side it

slides silently sneering

to its oblivious place

of mess

It's a test

I must find my place

to play free and

enjoy my rest.

...

My Place

where do I go when

I play

where do I go when

I write

besides the realm of

Your listening

Deep in my head

way past that cloud

and the open sea

where i see you

and you see me

beyond there and

everywhere

I can see me

and be the king

I want to be, inside

my head

there beneath the

Sky

in the shadow of

The Leaves

in a

Summer Bloom

I will grow green

And fly to be seen

in my ship of steam

and light.

Away

She lives far from me

and I can't reach out

when I'm sleeping

Love is just a dream

I'm never without

when she's with me.

She lives far from me.

When I'm looking down

and whisper the words

you find yourself

away

away from me.

Living so free

with the past out

speaking happily

Sunny in the wind

Leaving her hair down

roll down the hill

The past shall not repeat.

Both

Cracks in the brain

cracks in her brain

that drain cold

in the pain of her thoughts

insane

He answers her

muffled screams,

a new realm of possibility now in sight

she closes the door

goodnight

And the night of yearning begins

Free from her colourful past

he comforts her

and guides her

And treats her crippled wings

she flies free

and speaks again

I'm sure enough,

they will meet again.

in mean

Sweet stars relaxing on my head

flying round on their nothingness

pushed by a hand

soft and powerful

real and infinite

delicate and fierce

like fiery thorns they stream away

so much space between

the essence of worlds

in shape and form

stuck in the space and time

the war of minds

that won't conform

Blind in what we see

all out of the norm

Taken by surprise

we head out of the storm

give me your crying

I can hear you sighing

please don't let us down

I still want you around

shooting fast through sounds

our voices trail off into

the one i yearn to love

with all my life

and die free in its cradle

of warm embrace

The sweetness

of her raining tears hangs

nostalgic in my twilight fears

I fear the sun is lost

in my pursuit of joy

And i sit and sigh

with my fist and hand

pounding the sky

lightning on my thigh

What is right my dear

in sight of my look

be with me in my world

and i'll carry you to the end of the book.

Her

Her words are beautiful and desperate

(portraits of a moment)

petals of a broken day

Kettle steams up the street window

Lonely child tears clean

the bitter sweetness off 'er face

and let the sun dry those fears

To cradle love in wrinkles of a pure smile,

fall asleep, drink some tea . . . ya know :

stay for a while

And the pores of her fingers were a' achin.