A constant nagging of lonliness pulls at my skin
I am sorely cursed by long nights of solitude
Although in the night's fall
There is a mysterious beauty in her depths
I am cursed by a glance at the clock
I have two more ours until I am raised again in sunlight
I crave the hours of darkness
The unmade bed of insomnia
Cold barefoot walks in the wet grass

The cops got called at one a.m
An she's sitting on the front step
Smokin a cigarette wearing sunglasses
Hello officer he's inside
In the bedroom sleepin
Let me see what's under them sunglasses
A ******* eye and her lip is bleedin pretty good
The cops run in stomping over and on Christmas presents
The kids are cryin Daddy, daddy!
Mommy what's goin on
Their comin to talk to daddy about him bein mad
Dad is a fighter though and takes the first cop
Right in the throat with a balled up fist
The second cop got him good with his nightstick
Straight to the gut
Daddy is layin there while the good beat him on the ribs
In chains they drag him out to the car
Cussin and yellin up a **** storm
Momma sittin there cryin her eyes out yellin
Baby I love you im sorry
I love you I'm sorry

Time is gone by
Things have called down
While the pigs are takin statements an ****
Right there in the trailer park I see that girl
Some construction workers daughter from west Virginia throws her glasses on the ground
And asks to talk to her lover
He cryin in the backseat
Locked up
she broke my heart when she cradled his bleeding head to her *******
Whisperin I love you baby
With all my heart
She kissed him on the lips
A good long kiss
A movie kiss
Tommorow is Christmas baby I'm gonna bail you out
No you won't baby
We got our rent to pay
There ain't never a passionate kiss in this trailer park
That don't end with both of em tastin blood
Christmas eve in Tennessee means broken teeth and ******
And cops givin out a whippin

I rember when we used to live
In a filthy little apartment
I had no money to my name
Just a box fan and a microwave
I was so poor back then... What else is new?
I lived from day to day
Worked my hands to the bone
Just for some food and water
I rember you said
As we sat on our bed
Looking at the color
Of peeling walls
"Kiss me til' I'm tired"
We were poor as could be you and me
Not a penny, nickel, quarter
But we had a piano and an old guiar sitting in the corner
We  played love songs late into night
Laughing at our lyrics

Our little bed
Was big enough
To sleep each night together
The neighbors would come knocking
YET
We loved
We loved
And swore and swore
We'd never love another
Those were the days
I must say
Although we slept some nights hungry
Dirt poor we were in others eyes
But rich in love
Together

No one is that lucky
Telling me
You're free as a bird
No one is that lucky
Flying wing
Into the wind
That beautiful earth
Stretching out before you
Anywhere, Everywhere
Spend a day in the clouds,
But no one is that lucky
No one

Sleeping one night on a train to Vietnam, You carved our names in a heart On the TatTered scraped and ruined wall of the sleeper cabin.

Back in Good Ol' West Virginia I carved a heart all about me and you into a park bench. I'm sure that bench has got rained and poured and sunburned for a good year now.

What about that time on the Ferris Wheel
Where I wrote a "Jacob Loves **" right on the peeling paint
(you know that one was rough cause the Splinterhead who ran the ferris wheel found out, and beat the **** out of me) Before they kicked us out
I got in two or three good punches, and you laughed at my *******
As you nursed my ****** lip with some Ice in that MCDONALDS off I95

Most of all I rember 'cause
You kissed me on my broken lip
And my black eye
And My probably broken rib
****, I may have lost the fight
But I sure did win

I just want plain old you. I don't need no trappings. Simple plain jane.
I just want the you that wakes up in the morning
Having drooled on your pillow.
The you with morning, and coffee, and ciggarette breath
The you who puts her hair up when she doesn't feel like dealing with it
The you who sits next to me in sweats and one of my torn up t-shirts
Eating Ice Cream
and falling asleep on my shoulder
The you who doesn't always say goodnight or I love you
The you who gets mad and cusses and yells
I mean...who doesn't

I've just come to realize
That the plain old you
Is my favorite you
Nothing plain about you
You don't have to try to knock my socks off, good lookin'
Whether your walking to me or away...I like to watch your hips sway
Going to and fro
Ain't it a sight!
Lookin' in your eyes
Well, there's nothin plain about those eyes

Respond to me
Leaving single lines of poetry
A letter or a parable
Give me strength
With a single look
Of your eyes
Driving me
Back to the wind
Without a wave goodbye
I want to send you a line or two
Maybe one or two
But you are so far away
At a strange adress
Living a life I have not seen
I am in love with you
Innocent and pure
One or two lines
Condensing
Forming
Until crafted word
Contains blood and bone
I am these words as much as they are me

I do not claim to be the strongest or the most important, but I would treat you like a gift from fate
I will carry the weight of your lonliness until you fall fast asleep. Holding your hand until my final night is come.

I came back from texas
Walking up your lawn
The dew is the same
All around
It's been a year
One *******
My hands aren't a boys hands anymore
I am stronger than I once was
Tanned from summer suns
But your still the same in your yellow dress
Your bedroom still isn't clean
We fell asleep after waitng so long
Your smell was as always soft
An angel I had lost
A year ago
Nights and nights
Upon a telephone
Its one week home with you
Then the road

Sweet Carolina
I love your little voice
I love your little mind
I want to share your days
For the rest of time