Geno Cattouse

Geno Cattouse Jun 2013

Every now and then I see her face
Eyes a carmel caress just like before.
Never been in that way before or since.

I have looked in many faces, nothing
Made me ache and melt.

I could look into her eyes endlessly
I swear, and lose myself .
I wonder if she knew

I was afraid to say
On the chance that it woud change.

When she spoke I hungered for her eyes
When she laughed I hungered for her eyes.
They so mezmerized. I hungered for that too.

Those eyes are gone and closed
I last saw them crying.
She turned and walked away.

What a fool
What a fool in youth.

In dreams I see them slowly dying
Shuttered windows.

The dreams they left me.
Many years have past.
I know my slice of hell exist
In living out my days to miss
Those eyes will never hold me near

Will never be again
Never be my friend
Never hold me.close.
And carress.

My purgatory burns
Softly and becons.

True story.

Geno Cattouse Jun 2013

lyrics

I sure didn't see this coming
You weren't even on my mind.

I sure would have stepped to the side
And missed one heck of a ride.
Hell baby, you ain't my style

Living dolls break easy when
I hold them close to me.
Bad juju baby
Black cats line up

Mirrors laugh and jump of the wall
Cause lover
You ain't my style

You pulled my number from the bingo hopper
Lined and hooked me good an propper
Thank you darlin cause you just wasn't my sttyle.

Don't even know when I stoped wiggllin
Trying to spit your hook

Cause darlin you are my style
Can't stop cheezin and cooing

Don't even know what I'm doin
My baby. My honey
My better than money
Oh baby you
Just my style.

Geno Cattouse Jun 2013

Olive Branches

Once he was there upon the crest looking down upon the
masses,Moses lifted his staff. The words flowed from afar
and rested on on his tongue then lifted to join the air.

He spoke once more still the utterance seemed strange.
Not of his making.

Once he was there upon the mountain. The stars shone in his eye.
The cool desert air whispeing past the age of ages that "all is but a
Twinkling and soon past. So.

Standing in the moment.
                                     Wizened
                                     By fire.
                                     Risen past flesh.
                                     Knowing full well
                                                 That no answer would suffice


                                                            Knowing bones

Would turn to dust
And still day would follow night
And night day.
Knowing with a certainty

That he knew

Nothing.
Past the moment.

Geno Cattouse Jun 2013

mendacious

Piercing lies behind soulfull eyes.
The likes I have never seen.
What contortions made you. Twist reality
At the root.

An absence of self.
I assume.
No core of substance to
Fix or cure.

Mendacity
Menterosa....... no hay una alma.

Geno Cattouse Jun 2013

Silver and Gold

Honey dew fragrance causes me to turn my head slighty as she walks by me. Mixed with simmering tension.

Five feet and two inches of perfection that is truely in the eye of the beholder but much more. What more? You ask. I see dancing
Indifference.

Sweetnes and light. Itching for a fight
Itching for submission. Sweet submission if the pieces fall
In place just right. Just so..baby let me.

Be the one.
The one.
Slow your roll.

Your roll
A slow roll . The prescription.
Then stabbing lightening.
Then sweet oblivion.

If you let me in.

Geno Cattouse Jun 2013

whack a mole

Up pops the blue hat out of his hole
Bop goes the bopper on in the game called
Whack a mole.

Its a teasing game. And a game of chance
If you stand out from
The group and pack.
Chances are you are gonna get whacked.

But that is the price that one must pay
If you plan to succeeed and go on your way.

Standing pat or sitting still can work at times
And keep one safe.
Standing your ground is sound stratigy.
But what works fory ou may not work for me.

Written for my daughter's 4th grade class.

Geno Cattouse Jun 2013

rolli poli.

Have you seen my roli poli.
He was siitting o. My desk
In a purple top hat and a bright
Orange vest.

Have you seen my little buddy
All rolled up in a ball or sittin on
A bar stool sitting up tall.

Has anyone seen him.
He was going on a cruise.
Yesterday he gave a story to
The channel 7 news.

I gues he rolled out. Didnlt even say why.
Roli poli's outa here
Bye. roli poli.
Bye.

A presentation for my daughter's 4th grade class