(2013)
There once was a man Who played sweet as honey And when he played songs He played for no money He had won it all
When the sorrow strikes And the roses spike And the day you dislike I’ll be there When the window shines
In you and I There is a war That will not fly Without a sword You wield in hand
Four seats empty, six seats taken. And I had one with a view Making sight seem lesser blue. But for those who seem mistaken, They would tell me stories too.
If she were to understand Then she would not accept me So I am glad But also so sad She knows when she sees the scar
And you and I can keep going And you and I can recover For the blood flows as the river g… And I and you float on its waters And I and you know well
‘Tis a black stone underwater Of a helmsman feeling pain. ‘Tis the fall of Titan’s daughter… ‘Tis a confident marauder, Who, with blood, herself she stain…
Whirl our way, dearest deceaser! This is your time and ours to fly! The time to fly nears, The deceased thrown in fears, While the living await death!
Milady, may I have this dance? And in this number will we stay? May we forever form a stance And leave our masks on ‘till the d… I cannot say I’ll happy be
I’m having a feeling But don’t understand I look at the ceiling And I cannot stand She used to be torture
I stare at the sand upon these bla… I sit on their crippled and bent a… Think still on the words that thei… And sit in the dark as a common wa… The day is not bright, so it seems…
I lie on my bed A pen in my hand My brain does not stand I cant use my hand I don’t understand
Am I blind or deaf? Am I seeing right? A so beauty sight A sound like a breath And eyes oh so bright?
Dearly Beloved, The sand is not hot, The water, not wet. A beach, it is not. The battles lie fought
Daddy’s girl was up all night Always looking for a sight Other poet, things to write Phony poles that do not bite She was happy I could see