I am a ****** up poet
A starving artist
A punk rock Elvis
Sometimes you just gotta go all out
Because your the king
Man
And you just can't help it

Van Gogh died poor
And alone
In a field that was his last expression
He died by his own hand
And it wasn't even raining
When it should have been

I don't even see myself when I look in a mirror
And you don't see what I see when you look at me
You see a smiling lover
Enjoying life though all the struggle
I live life as Pagliacci
A ****** up poet

I put on a great show
And I weep during intermission

I was building walls through the middle of the sahara using only cardboard, scotch tape, and bulldozers, when I got bored and decided my time was better spent looking up flowers on the internet that I would never see firsthand

I realized then how I wanted to be someone to follow so I bought an ant farm at Miller's Corner Store, and set them free but not without first covering my whole body in honey and letting it seep through my skin to sweeten my heart

I put the queen in my left shirt pocket

I tore you apart
I wanted to build a bridge
To an island
I couldn't swim to
I wanted to build a castle
Impregnable
Protection from the invaders
I wanted to build a tower
A beacon
A landmark

But instead I tore you apart
And then you gave me your heart
And then I tore you apart

Its not what I wanted to do
I never wanted to be so cruel

My world is flat
My faults are lines down contenintal divides
And I listen to the music

My hemisphere
Is mostly northern where I can see the stars
But not the galaxy

Still vibrations
From the metal strings that leave me calloused
Bring relief

My old friends
My angels on my shoulder
My fighting against a current
To reach an island

And all my lovers will be there

I am an astronaut
Not because I trained for years
In high-tech NASA facilities
Not because I'm a peak physical specimen
Endurance tested
Intelligence too
I am an astronaut
And its a reason as simple as this
I made someone my world
And then she left me

I am an astronaut
And right now I'm drifting through space
I can see the stars
I just can't reach them

I want to be a sparrow
Not a worry in the world
Just a song to sing
A song of vacillating notes
That comes as natural to me
As breathing

I want to be a sparrow
But instead I'm a crow
Cawing calling to the night
Not a beautiful song with stacatto notes
No music for the soul
But a warning

I am a crow
I am not beautiful
I am not lovely
I am not something lovers write about
Only mythology
A stigma surrounding
A mystery
When I long to be understood

I want to be a sparrow
Because people understand them
A dove, a pigeon
A bird of paradise
An eagle, a hawk
A falcon
But I'm a crow
Misunderstood

The finest clothes turn into rags
And she's cautious all day long
Any leak in the boat
Can be plugged with her tattered silk
Peril sneaking in
Be alert and prepare for crisis

Beautiful clothes becoming worn out
Beautiful clothes becoming rags
She is on guard all the day
-- she is in doubt about something.
symbolizing Water and Peril
--she will be cautious and prepare for evil

This silken gown is tattered and torn
The girl is wearing rags
There is a hole in the boat
The water seeping in
Peril sneaking in
What was thought to be secure

The semblance of brilliant attire
The lowliness of ripped apart rags
She is on guard all the day
-- she is in doubt about something.
symbolizing Water and Peril
--she will be cautious and prepare for evil

I was a child
I was a raving maniac
A raging lunatic
A prophet
Who saw god in all the symbols
And the symbols in everything
I made connections to the plants and the soil
The moon and the stars
To the times I read your mind
Knew the deeper meaning
Or just what was implied

I was a child
A selfless lover
A bitter fool
A dreamer
Who looked forward to every new day
I didn't know
I couldn't grow wings and learn to fly
I knew I could
My heart was pure
My love was innocent

My world was a vibrant dream
Full of wonder and opportunity
And color
And love
I didn't want to believe in pain
I couldn't
I was a child

It was a long day
In a short life
And I forgot to remember
That I should be glad
At least I remembered to forget
That I should be sad
It was a long day
In a short life

What if I saw you
And knew
This a butterfly new unfolding
Painted wings for the very first time
What if I saw you
And tried
To explain what cannot be understood
And all my words become wasted verse

Alight on the petal
Of a lotus
Drink deep the sweet nectar of life
And learn to love

What if I saw you
And felt
Something this beautiful
Can't be real
That something this beautiful
Must be sacred
Should be revered
Will be cherished

Alight in my garden
I'll look after you

We look to the west together
To the wide open skies of blue forever
We sigh as one
With the moon rising at the speed of a breath
And the night is full when the moon is new
We sigh as one
In unison
In the throes of barefooted passion
Where there is no painted dream I'd rather be
We smile a sun
A forest carpet of flowers and scent
The rhythm of a drum and a heartbeat
You are here with me

Money
Power
Pleasure
Joy
Money, money, money, money
Fame
Success
Beauty
Bliss
Money, money, money, money

Love is the greatest of them all
And I would sacrifice everything
(Money, money, money, money)
For love alone
If that makes me crazy
Then I guess I'm crazy

You come to me with a smile
A Trojan horse
You don't want to hurt me
But you know you will

And as much as my city walls
Are impenetrable
I let you in
And that was my biggest mistake