I look for you
In passing faces
A stranger's glance
In haunted places

I feel you among
Nature's grandest setting
It is you that I remember
Even when I'm forgetting

I see you wherever I go
In everyone I meet
Your words echo in conversations
That pass me on the street

Your soft, easy way
That safe familiar tone
That always takes me back
To a time long gone

I like singing in the shower, can you hear me?
I will sing to you if you want.
Maybe after we can lay in my bed, I want to know about you.
Tell me all of your hopes and dreams.
Tell me your favorite color, mines green.
How many girls hearts have you broken?
The hours pass and I feel like I have known you for years.

Talk of the town,
Face of the day,
Gossip of the night,
Her eyes always puffy and red,
Her mouth always wobbling
but that doesn't stop her
from being talk of the town.

Talk of the town,
Face of the day,
Gossip of the night,
She remembers why she's seen
like a rat, or spider,
and everyone avoids her but
she's closer and closer.

Talk of the town.
Face of the day,
Gossip of the night,
A body is found in a river,
Was it suicide or ****** or just
an accident?
One thing is for sure:
She is the talk of the town,
Face of the day,
Gossip of the night.

Caught underneath

this four star sky swimming above smoke

with stiffled sighs and silenced screams

dreams dreamt by darkened eyes

ties tied to torrents. Waves

pulled taut in knots

like vacant lots and empty houses

rouses questions quickly kept in quivers

like arrows undelivered, bullets

barred behind teeth like the barrel of a gun

nowhere to run no why to live

lovers long lost in limbo

no reasons for seasons changing

not staying, no use in praying

simply saying soft snow will seep soon

the ice will melt, like how you felt

my last hand dealt, it's fine, I'm fine

believe me it's true

but the next you see my heart

dont mind the darkened blue

Today, I will talk loudly
The thoughts are already shouting
Today, I will dust myself
The people are already doubting

No matter, I will conquer
For isn't my mind, my whole world
No matter, I'll comb my hair
Too late though, all has curled

I still anticipate glory in gore
I've to just make it through the night
Tomorrow too, I've to be my own muse
My mind is my only escape, can't keep it sore.