Wednesday, February 11, 2009

abcd...

She beckons to me- she destroys me
making coffees, and i make smiles
i'm a soft carpet and she's cold bathroom tiles

she's engulfed me with her eyes
so what choice do i have?
i'm seeing things as black or white
and i'm a shade of gray
i will never know her
i will never know what to say

i'm uncool to an impressive level
my dream girl doesn't exist
streaks of a pen and images of the night
she is a brief movement of my wrist

she glances over at me, and so i fall
she smiles in to me, and that is all
so life can go forward
nothing is different- i'm still free
the choices i have all scream
no one belongs to me
nothing belongs to me
everything loses its meaning

Thursday, February 5, 2009

~~/~/~~

it feels like so long that i've been loving you
but we're still young, aren't we?
when we were colours, my passion made me red
and you were blue like the sea
when we were children, my legs moved so fast
that you could never catch me
now i'm a lost cause
a runner without the running
a poet without the poetry
a passionate lover without his deep blue sea
to swim away under
to love like no other


















Saturday, January 31, 2009

into the snow

all my friends, they fall through the snow
it must be their faces i know
when i close my eyes cuz the light makes me blind
i can go

oh come on, please don't test me today
i'm so tired of the roles we all play
you can keep your warm beds
the space heaters can stay
but i go

all this whiteness is the colour of our bones
and the cold sunshine our new home
me and my friends wander into the snow
without maps and without telephones

it's adventure that screams in my ears
i'm not moved by false words or false fears
my life's paused for the moment
i've wasted three years
i can go

we walk slow, we act quick, we don't know
i'm convinced that our path's like the crow's
when the wind takes our blood temperature
to a new low
we can go

and this whiteness is the colour of our bones
and the cold sunshine our new home
me and my friends wander into the snow
without maps and without telephones

Friday, January 30, 2009

charts''



















the Chart inside of me is completely indeterminable
unrecognizable, my face showing old feelings
of how i used to love a girl, and how i still do sometimes
don't look to me for ideas about tomorrow
i'm holding onto some important details
lingering in between memories
frameworks for the boy i used to be

i'm taking life slow
completely care-free

the Chart inside my head doesn't know it's lows
unbelievable, the scattered songs of love it shows
i used to love a girl, i still do sometimes

what





Friday, January 23, 2009

:+

not sure why i feel so sad
always facing down

i've been had

by a couple hundred dreams

i check myself, question my health


loved a couple girls in my life

lost a couple pieces of me

i've no will to succeed

i just bleed, i'm tired

i don't want to do anything





Sunday, January 18, 2009

==

ireland is a flame in the night
it sings to me with it's eyes
oh i want to see the sea again soon
galway kicks me in the side
but its doors stay open wide
oh i want to taste the sea again soon

oh galway, we're gonna play again
i'm gonna stay again
i'm gonna play again