That city never saw it coming

They sat upon the highest ledges,
Watching the storm rage below

That old deli on the corner of Main,
It always had a little arcade machine,
Street Fighter I think

Even Johnnie's tattoo shop,
Got swept away with gutter water,
And the tire store near Nick's

We couldn't do nothing,
Just watch the raging waters,
Tearing away my childhood;
All that beautiful
And ugly graffiti paint,
A backdrop of my memories

And when it was done,
Most everyone cheered

They cheered the coffee shops,
Applauded the free range grocers,
And kissed every brick;
Building a wall,
Around my memories

Who knew the river,
That same Cheyenne I loved,
Ran through barefoot,
Drank the runoff water,
And laughed in the warm swirls,
Would **** it all

I will mourn,
Each and every brown stone,
Chalk-stained sidewalk,
And homeless man,
Who would buy a fifth,
In exchange for a dime of ****

No one ever looked twice,
When my McDonald's cup,
Turned blue;
The bottom dropping out,
As alcohol eats all the edges

The city that was once mine,
Is now to be yours,
And someone else's,
Right as you get comfortable

True destruction,
Ain't got no target,
Nor does progress,
Far as I can tell.

I've said her eyes had
the color of a madness shade
of blue.
That's not true.
They are the color of
love and angels, and
eternal spring.
Her eyes sing of
motherhood and light rain.
The sun shines through them-
a tepid pool that I
want to jump in and swim;
back float through the
daisies and spilled juice,
through the ravens-
all the way to heaven.

If only I knew you then,
Maybe I wouldn't have made so many mistakes,
Maybe I'd make even more,
Maybe I'd never have left,
If only it was you, at my door

Maybe I would have been much greater,
Maybe I'd have been worse off,
Maybe I'd have known true love,
Or maybe I'd have grown too soft

Maybe life would be so different,
Maybe it would just be the same,
Maybe I'd have never lost myself,
If only I'd known your name

Maybe this exercise is failing,
Maybe I should accept what's here,
'Maybe' doesn't change a thing,
And I'm happy, now that you're near

and the years fall away
like pages torn noiselessly
from the skin-bound book of my life

and dropped from a magnificent height
they flutter samara-style slow
lighting upon the dusty hardwood floor
like feathers piling up softly, silently
as they clutter the the library of me

and i sift through the pages
scavenging for gilded gold
but instead i find only me
and for once, that is enough

and for once, i am enough







.

Explicit......  uh....  sort of*

I have wanted you all day,
Dreamt of you all night,
As my skin is flush,
And smells of hard days' work,
Sawdust, sweat, and leather,
My hands rough against you,
I yearn and you give way,
Slightly melting at my touch,
As I tear aside your covering,
Exposing you,
To the warm afternoon air,
You glisten,
As I lean in,
The heat of my tongue,
Caressing you softly,
And you fully melt away,
I will never love,
Another rocket pop,
The way I loved you,
A cold treat after a long day.