Wednesday, February 27, 2013

hey



I may not win you over with a single phrase
But I don't want to spend every word trying to find a mate
And most of what I say is rather fake
Somewhere along this train of thought a sentence I create
Eventually a little bit of sense I might make
Then maybe a little bit more serious, you could take me
If that day comes I'll do my best to keep from falling awake
Mostly  for my sanity's sake
Cuz it has been a while since I could sit back and simply contemplate
all of the wonderful things in this world that trip you up on your run to home base
Like sitting in a tree's shade, or a flowery vase, or her beautiful face
Actually, it's this whole damn place
it is really good at distracting you from  this race
even though it's more like a slow-mo run to your Lover's embrace
God is always willing to put more on his plate
Yes this did just turn into a spiritual statement
His unconditionally Holy Love is more than impossible to sate
So after all these words, I would like to know if you would go out on a date
I have been saving up and I have enough confidence to shake
these inhibitions, but I know that it is too late
to the next poor fool you have taken your gaze
and now I'm standing here wondering if it's just fate
I don't know for sure and I'm not one to speculate
Instead I will try to find a way to clean my slate
But I always tend to bite on this world's bait
Unfortunate cuz I don't want to get stuck in this world's reign 
I'd rather chill forever with He who is the only truly ordained
We humans try but it is all in vain
Even at our best we will never be the same
Not to discourage you from doing all you can to attain
that perfection that only He can portray 
Within this fickle human body such greatness can not be contained
All this writing and I still don't know what I am trying to convey
I'm just happy that these April showers are finally bringing the flowers from May
I am sure it's obvious now that I have nothing left to say
Nor do I have anything right to say
So I'll say something wrong again and again
until I finally lay my head down to rest
the only thing guaranteed is a past to forget, 
this moment is only waiting in line to jump out of your mind to find 
a small taste of freedom, there it goes making room for a future 
that has a higher chance of losing itself to this world's entropy than it does finding itself
amid your past awkwardly standing silently shuffling its shoes avoiding
as many eyes as possible, holding on to the last shreds of itself in its jacket pockets

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

catching live beginnings

If you are reading this
I'm sorry
these words I am bleeding
aren't
they are happy you are seeing this
while my wound goes unhealed
this pool of me receives your attention
lines it up and rails it, like they need you
need you to keep supplying your eyes
so that these words can feel like they are going somewhere
instead of just stuck, floating in this lost sea
stuck with all these other words that are crampin their style
taking their definition and warping it to fit into your mind
as one fluid meaning, within these solid sentences
saying all these words without saying anything at all
I just felt like twisting some diction into an inscription
another cave painting for you to uncover
all you see is read, cuz the only color I have comes from my veins
tick tock my heart beats passed this time of day
giving me the rhythm from inside the prison betwixt my skin
hopping along free to follow my bouncing ball
that is oblong and always falls off this track
so don't mind me, I'll be back here chasing dead ends

Monday, February 25, 2013

empty-space-filler title

the only magic in this world is love
between our eyes, there are no lies
just truth, no crooked tooth
this is the straight and narrow path
of action, and grasping a hand
to help up from the past
I'm gonna finish last
but that's just part of the plan
those medals, I won't be holding them
I'm not meant to stand on that podium
you can keep your trophies
I'll just toy with these memories, frozen
until the light comes back
and the cold runs out cuz the warmth is here to stay
like four evers put together plus love and some lovely weather
inside a rainy desert, just one cloud keepin me from the heat
I follow Him because his shade is so redeeming
like forgiveness for someone that beat you unceasingly
or grace for those who deceive you
be quick to forgive, every breath is cause for celebration 
why spend even one of them aggravated 
another day hatin is another day wasted
there is only one thing your tongue wants to be tastin
and that is love spewed hastily

Friday, February 22, 2013

...

you were wastin away telling tomorrow all about yesterday
while today waits patiently, cuz it has forever
but you
oh you
only have right now
the next moment is not owed to you
so stop treating your planner like it's in stone
every breath is another loan
you can piss and you can moan
the collector will come take back what he owns
no matter how hard you hope
you have to cope with the fact that you are temporary
and be grateful for each attack that you parry
each second that passes through the stormy air
so beware of barely
nothing will seem like its enough
if you let it

there is a waterfall raging
but some of us are stuck starin at these empty cups
instead of fillin ourselves up
with the present falling down
through these sentences
to show your senses
that not everything is a lesson
but everything is a blessin

in disguise or directly from the skies
this is grace
forever in these always-beginning moments






don't judge this by the title

Maybe I've lost it in this maze
and this candle wax map only distracts
never has it led me to the light, but
now I've got a chance to do
anything

so I'll just mosey on through this life
until the answer finds me
stuck in my corner
it seems like love is for suckers
and I'm just another lolipop in your pocket
waiting, itchin to get picked
so you can unwrap this plastic that keeps the fakes out
but just another runner in this marathon
you might not check your pockets for a while

now


You are on your last hope, 
so fill up your cups 
and leave me behind because this journey 
won’t be your first attempt to escape all these complications.

My last hope is to find something that is more than just the basic instinct to continue the species.
And I’ve been chillin with her with only the intention of friendship, her smile is damn near perfection, every time I make her laugh I feel this infection grow, but never will I make the first move, I am not shrewd enough to prevent my losing that game, I’ve never learned the rules and when I talk to her I usually drool, lookin in her eyes leaves me smilin like a fool, with saliva forming a pool under my dunce cap deserving face, I wish I could just sit in my corner on a stool, to prevent her from noticing the amount of cool I will never possess, I don’t even try to impress her, cuz all I would do is scare her away and cause my own depression, so this friendship I cherish because at least I get to be invested in this happiness that’s so refreshing, even if I’ll never get to caress her precious body pressed up against mine I still get to feel this comfort within her presence



Friday, February 15, 2013

foux cuss

as a butterfly flaps its wings through
every little choice that you choose
it changes every little thing you could do
so many variations as each second passes
alternating dimensions each over as it flashes
    Focus
not on this after
rather, this during
and its presentation of this now
that you had envisioned full of tomorrow
but it will always be today
so start payin your bills to attention
before you get evicted as a tenant of this present
it's time to get conviction
maybe do more than start
and finish
something more than just a wish list
get over this need to receive
maybe you will understand the true meaning of christmas
give me your focus for a moment
and I'll try to show you how to hold it
then fold it, put it in my cap and hit the road
until it's broken down under this mole hill
that kept us from consolin
this thunder storm in my chest
has become all that I know
so I'll try to just go
gently with the windy stars
before the sunshine comes back to make this empty world seem whole
stirring up all these colors to be pulled in by your black holes
that only let out your soul
that rushes to fill in the holes, if you let it
just let go of control, not that you had it
take back what the illusion stole, and put this moment back on a pedestal

quick before this pen gets dull, lets try to pay this endless toll
I've got a ticket stub and an inky rinky pencil
waiting
to steal the show
for payment
across this bridge
but to be saved
does not originate from our little stain upon the universe

if we are but a figment of the imagination of some creator,
this does not inflict any infringements upon this moment
right now, is real
at least I think
and I'm thinking
creating this reality out of lightwaves bouncing back and forth
ebb and flow, chaos within this order, disorder until balance
looking for some middle, equilibrium eventually
every second a second chance, another challenge for this matter
to matter to our patterned splatters of atoms that happen to have imaginations
just an image of some unknown love in my mirror, searching for a name
a noise that only some of us hear as the same
though
names can change
can fade
only this feeling
remains
you can marvel at the portrayals
I'm just gonna be praying
to who?
I'm sure you have a better noise than I

Saturday, February 2, 2013

enter resting

A clock is unaware of when it is wrong
it just trudges forward along with the time of day
leaving any passer by or innocent eye witness less the wiser
so how can we be so sure that we were wound correctly?
Spreading knowledge like infections that are misdirected
headed for some impending event that will soon take over the present
all wrapped up to give to the past to remind us of the ignorance
or to warn us, you can think outside this box, but you are just locked in your own
clawing at your soul
trying to make it whole
but for too long you have played this role
now it is all that you know
you have to harvest that which you sow
so let go
of what could have been
what matters is what you can show me

and those alternate presents are quite phony
at least to this reality, that we consider lonely
since this is the only dimension to us, must be a
solitary existence for this plane we dwell within
hopefully it doesn't fall to depression
and end this session of presence with an overdosed injection
of the wrong intentions
so we best start giving it some attention
to ease the tension and mend some
instead of buildin fences
let's break down theses expectations
and just love
just love
just love til you got no more blood pumpin oxygen from your lungs
just love like you only have love for breakfast lunch and supper
just love cuz the world is void of the stuff
and you are the only one that might bring us back up
so just love
even when the world shoves you into mud
scraped elbows and ripped jeans can't be enough to keep you
from just loving even the roughest
just love cuz the world is forgetting how
just love until the world is emptied of frowns

just love
even though I write cheap rhymes
just love
so that others may see the light
emanating through the night
from this love that stays quiet
just love
no matter if they're wrong or right
sound or frightening
hideous or sightly
just love
everything within your sight
with all your might hold on to this kite
the lightening storm between our eyes will have it excited
flying high and reckless, so hold tight to that string
and just love everything you get a chance to see
before white knuckles lose the fight
to the windy skies

just love because He did
God I mean, the divine lover of us all
the breather that brought us about

looking behind all of the rules and regulations
and searching for the spirit within the pages
it could be found that love is all He wants from this place

now

I'm not trying to imply that
I am the perfect illustration
I just have an idea
that seems like a straight gift
this wild ocean we call emotions
is best traversed with a row boat
filled with anyone that needs a ride
with or without the tunes

just love regardless of their preset stations
just love the few and the many
the rude and the friendly
uncool and the trendy
let your love flow out and become plenty
just love cuz that is why He sent me
to try and just love and maybe show you how lending love will bring unending gratitude
I'm not the raddest dude
but I got love inside my attitude
and its like I got some magic shoes
keepin a pip in my step even if I get some tragic news
it's sad but true
life without love is like a color at its flattest hue
or a terrible movie you had to sit through
just to have the girl you liked ditch you
so just love all of the stitches and the bruises
all the glitches and improvements
stop worrying about what's missing
and just love