Monday, October 5, 2009

?donde de llama?

????????

confused again...

fires mount the palisades as i walk thru the brush of this ever burning curiosity.
sure it doesn't seem to matter now, but give it a few years and a little more regret, the rest will fill in the cracks.
she doesn't really remember what happened back there on that day, does she?, no, she can't.
why would she, does she want to?, no, she would never do that.
i remember the day i met you, you made me blush, my smile went crooked and i felt ashamed.
what do you think we could really do here, do you see this the way i see you?
i just want what really should be, the vision i have had since i was at sea.
looking in the mirror, i noticed you stare at the back of my head, i noticed you wish i was dead, or is that not how you really feel?
too many questions for you?, well there are not enough answers for me!
i need a piece, a slice of what is right, the middle to the end.
you can skip all of the beginnings for me, none of it will be necessary.
....um, wait, i just snapped back into reality,
forget everything i just said....
can we just lay here instead?



Thursday, October 1, 2009

one for the Road

when the black cat stretches herself out, I get prompted in a gaze of complexity.
Looking for my limit in everything I do, but still not seeing how to just fail and give up
line after line, I put myself on the line with all of these lines, these lines ringing over and over in my head.
The songs i listen to on repeat seem to give me some status, i stare back at myself in the mirror and i see exactly what i have been fighting this whole time.
none of you will ever see this, none of you will likely care.
my beer is cold, my smoke burns like furs, and my eyes are flooded with the blood of a crimson mistake.
I'm looking still for the map that has been tattooed on the back of my head for years.
once there was a girl who could read this map for me, I pushed her off the pier.
she drowned in my insecurity and still she was brought back to life and is streaming the earth with her gaze of a purple gel.
Now my conscious is ever uneasy knowing that this murder victim of mine is still here. The regret has all subsided and now, it is just pure hatred for what happened, for who i used to be and for who i thought i could be.
Pack it up man, get on the road and get away, way, way.
Like she always said, "Wait, they don't love you like I love you"
Thanks girl, thanks for the advice, sorry i pushed you off that bridge.
She took me by my hand and walked me back to the same spot. the same place on the bridge where i pushed her off. She stared at me for a bit, then she brushed my hair back, stroked her thumb down the side of my face, across my chin and up to my lips, where she pressed them closed.
"I'm so sorry"....the tears burst out of my eyes like speeding bullets.
"It's ok, it will be ok." she was always so reassuring
"without you the seasons never pass by, the days have been horrible without you next to me" i felt like the preacher who lost his only begotten son
"I'm here now, I'm here for you now, I have always been here, today will be ok!" her words coated me like a blanket from god.
I wrapped up in the warmth of her skin, the lovely air so thin, the salt water from the ocean kissing my eyes.
"here is where we stay now" she was speaking to me from the grave
"you left me here and to stay with me now you must always stay here, on this bridge" she went on to tell me of the curse i ensued on both of us.
I never left the bridge, my last words are being etched here in the planks of the roads over pass. I held the soul of her hand and kissed the wind of her hair. I love this girl forever, my mistakes hold no creed, I must now sacrifice everything so I can meet her on the sunny road.
here i come girl, down the sunny road!

Found you again....

my mind has been spinning all day
i feel like eli whitney is churning out cotton in my skull
now im stuck with repeat visions of love and tranquillity stuttering in my waves.
i saw deja vu today, it ran right past me as i tried to turn and say hello.
when your voice enters my heart, i know i can count on you.
sometimes i feel like saying 'lord i just don't care'
but you've got the love
you've got the love i want so bad
you've got the love that makes me mad
sssshhhhhh...the silence befalls my impetuous thoughts
maybe you don't know it's real, do you?
it always seems as though you leave me for so long, but when your back, it's as though you have been there since the creation of light.
this bass line from the crustacean period has transformed me
my fathers guidance had beckoned down on the nape of my neck
and i'm looking down on the sweet spot between your collarbone and your breast, the spot i wish i could just lay upon from now to eternity.
this was all for you, is all for you, and i will always be all for you.
my expressions have always seemed to come a day and a dollar too late,
no shame here, I just want you to know, that even while the other guy holds your hand, and I want to walk away, something makes me turn around
and here i am, in your town, walking around in your town!

Monday, September 21, 2009

you are....

I have dreamt of you forever

every time i sleep i i meet you in my dreams

i have had so many secret dates with your soul you have just never even known of.

when i go lucid and i travel thru the jet streams of stars and cosmic dust, I always end up finding you sitting at the end of the universe, poised in such a perfect stellar combination of illumination and omnipotent beauty.

my day dreams have night-vision’s of your kiss

my nightmares are eased by visions of you in the sun

when the day presents itself, i take it by the hand and always find myself standing in your presence.

i’m always lonely without you,

being by myself forces me to gaze at you from a distance

and in this mile apart you become the horizon of my future

your the end of my story

the beginning of my page

the smile in my joy

the strength in my rage

your the girl that i met when i was ready to stand

your the girl i want to see when i finally lay down

your the peace in my war

the step in my walk

your my ever

and my after

Friday, September 11, 2009

Big rain in the city tonight.
Big talk starts another big fight.
The word on the street is that none of it's true and it's going to take a week before we can get cable into your place!
The nerve on the street is centered on the pulse of heartbreak, and a middle-aged man on a unicycle is starting to cry as he rides bareback in the rain.
Giants are stepping on their own toes because, at this point, everything is in the way.
On my way to school this morning I stopped off at the liquor store and bought a 40 for my son, now he's attorney general and the Saudi's have everyone in place they could ever have dreamed of.
The night is going to come to a halt soon, and that bastard will come back from his tomb and prove that even 3 days in the slammer can't keep him down.
Rain is pelting my face, but the scars are from acid that is lashing my soul.
There is never a never without a beginning. If your ready for this you ready for all of it... so here you go!
JA

your so cool

your so cool

you are so cool

my life has been dreadful without you

without the hazel in your eyes

with out your feet kicking mine

your so cool

your the reason my mornings were so sublime

the coo's you would sing as you stretched

and winced in the rising sun light

i would get to wait for you to shower

so i could be there holding a towel

making you pesto eggs while you rubbed lotion over your legs

playing with your hair for hours

watching you make a mess baking cookies

you are so cool

falling asleep with you in my arms

hearts beating in sync as we lay in a dream together

staring at you in nothing but my flannel shirt and your panties

your so cool

sipping wine and playing scrabble

hiding under the blankets while the rain pelted our windows

waking up and letting my eyes wander over your sleeping beauty

driving up the coast with our puppy

stopping at the beaches and sharing a joint as we stare into the ocean

you were so cool the night we met and you told me your were 27

the way you spoke in that southern drawl and wore the sexiest red plaid jacket i had ever seen

the time you showed up in shorts and boots and let me see those long luxurious legs

your so cool

you were cool because you were mine, all mine. and i was yours, all yours

something went wrong

something came in and led us astray

somewhere our hands fell from each others grasp.

but i still see you.

standing there with your flowing gold locks and enticing smile

i still see you over there waiting for the right words,

the right approach,

the right "I'm Sorry"

i know you want what i want

your so cool.