In a fetal position, I sit
buzzed cut, scarlet carpet
under me
propped up against iron bars, digging into my back

Stained glass memories cast colored shadows on the floor and bodies of those surrounding me

My head rest against the mahogany railing,
tea candles rest on the floor
casting watercolors of still life portraits through my tears

hallow silence
echoing against stone arches

Warmth
arms graze arms
surrounding me
never has anything felt to right

never have
I felt so blessed

to have those whom sit beside me

all is at peace within the silence

I look up and remember

BEEP,BEEP!
PA-SHUU!
UUUURK!

Urban cacophony
conducting a
eulogy
reminiscing of the burgeon
bucolic country

::silence::

a precursor to an ubiquitous end

Absconding from nebulous qualms
of your own chicanery
I am here now to disabuse the anomalies
of the ingenuous
irascible thoughts that relegate
your capricious effrontery of your
disparate soul.
Magnanimously,
I would return such a favor,
however audacious....
yet with such a unique situation,
aberration is truth.
To censure such thoughts,
I leave now with a voracious eloquence and you...
alone, forever.

Worry wakes me at 2am
refusing to let me go to bed

"Come, let's talk" he says to me,
"about all of life's possibilities;

of life, of death, of what happens after

of fate, of choices, of happily-ever-afters

of sickness, of danger-and even kidnappers,

of careers, of regrets, of blessings and bets

of family, of neighbors, of lovers, of friends.

Come! Let's chat, inside your head.

We have all night, so take your time.
Let's also make a grocery list-don't forget the wine!"

I hate when Worry wakes me at 2am
but I must be polite, so I just smile and nod my head

I listen to all that Worry tells me
but he makes himself comfortable and dwells deep inside me

he visits for days and sometimes weeks
yet when he leaves, he escapes without a peep

Dear Worry, please next time
just knock at the door
give me some time, so I may implore!

Yet, tonight we remain friends
viewing the world through your concave lens

as you rest yourself inside my head
dear Worry, it is time for bed.

He yells at his neighbors
and sometimes my friends

his hygiene is horrible
his breath smells like flem

when I ask him to come over, it turns into a huge affair,
cause he just sits in his lazy-boy chair and stares off into the air

he refuses to cuddle with me on the couch
but suddenly, when in bed, he is not such a grouch

his domestic habits do not exist
if they did, I would not be so pissed

but for some reason
I still love him
I have no idea why
that little rat-
terrier, pug mix
damn dog of mine

Monotonous memories
attached to strings
float into the sky
like butterfly wings

Hold on tight
all you want
still they drift away
like eternal hiccups

In between the ears
they rest
dust gathered under
an oriental carpet and old oak chest

Search all you want
to recall their details
but the timbre
is all you remember

I grab your arm
in warm embrace
the smile of love
drawn on your face

In my hand
I feel its near
Your fragile frame
sinking endears

Static heartbeats
heavy breaths
hold my hand
you need some rest

Don't worry
it will be OK
Heaven's steps
not far away

Heed my 'vice Cindrella
take your shoe and run, get out of here
follow the stars off to Never-land
don't let your silly dreams disappear

Where did it come from, why is it here?
Stop it. Rewind it. Fast forward one more year. (x2)

Those 'ventures fade away, with each passing day
of stories long ago
take my hand, hold on tight,
let the music take your for a ride

Where did it come from, why is it here?
Stop it. Rewind it. Fast forward one more year.(x2)

40 days and nights may pass without a sight
but still I know you love me so
lost in this ocean, amidst the commotion
drifting from your sight

In your love and mercy rest my endless worries
amidst this chaotic mess
reach out, grab me, don't reprimand me
keep me in the light

Where did it come from, why is it here?
Stop it. Rewind it. Fast forward one more year. (x2)

I'm swiming in this ocean
trying to find la tierra de mi alma

You are the solid ground
I'm drowning to find

to stable my world
flooded mankind

Growing up
not knowing what to do
So I listened to them
when I should of been listening to You

I got lost in their life
instead of finding my own
So I'm askin You now
to lead me Home

I want to wake up to the horses
fall asleep in the sky
as the crickets tell me fairy tales
and those bugs light up the night

I want this day to last forever
your love be all I breath
cause You, oh You
You are everything I need

It must be a reoccurring phenomenon
distraught decisions
misguided instincts
moments tangled or left unobserved
each individually chosen
gently sewn together
within a preconceived creation
reflected off heaven's tears
lurking in the thoughts of humankind
driving young lover to battle cupids arrows
explaining the world's good and all evil
it is written:
fate.

I'm stuck in a cycle of miscommunication
where the heart and the head
play a tug of war
forever changing decisions
of future obligations
commitments of reason
falling in a changing season of life

I'm in self rehab
attempts to end this cycle
stare into the horizon
one day I'll be there
where?
I don't know
but I'll be there
next to you.

one second off
    two steps behind
         we stand in each shadows
                                 never aligned

                                 the timing is off
          yet the destination is right
    so grab my hand boy
pull me in tight

under the Eiffel you stood in the winter
under the Eiffel I stood in the spring
as we waited for another
in crowd and mid-day sun
waited for our shadows to see

                                       still we're
                         one second off
                two steps behind
   standing in each shadows
never aligned