Weave and spin together
visionary east and west
meet me in storm centre
dance me to a river
cleanse me there
in moonlight do bathe me
see me
I am come home.

The curtains were stained and yellow
like his teeth,
nicotine and despair and food too heavy
his hands tremble as he lights another.
Breath rancid,eyes almost closed
he looks behind him
and sees the pain of a life lived
children lost
once removed.
Hands gnarled with meaningless labor
hold cigarrette to lips pursed
and unforgiving.

Shoulders hunched,,,life too heavy?
Embedded color,,,to keep it flowing?
Questions and vision
yet little sophistication.
Lyrics soft,,,drowned out by nervous laughter
Cover me,,place your weight upon
substance,character,integrity
Wash over me,,the flow that is
catch up,whirl around,float free
No expectation
please
See past and feel beyond
softness is stirring
touch this face
and tell me who I am.

I cut my hair again last night
thinking of you as it fell to the floor
how you loved to run your fingers through it
lift it's weight from my neck to place your lips there,
I felt tempted and malicious
as I thought of sending you the gatherings
from my bathroom floor
with no note of remembrance
knowing you would need no such note,
knowing how you would look
as my love fell to your feet
scattered on your floor.

I think I'll cut my hair again tonight.

J'ai goute' des 'etoiles,
I'm tasting stars,

Pour them unto me
milk and honey not enough
Succour me with love
not well worn phrases,
intoxicated
I drink of you,

J'ai goute' des 'etoiles...

Love aflame in cinemascope
the shape of this heart,
My woman with the wild,wild hair.

At gardens gate
I remember
there was a girl,
My woman with the wild,wild hair.

Champagne eyes
never forgotten
lines in a notebook,
My woman with the wild,wild hair.

the keening begins
mourning cry of loss
of the ungained
too much now
mouth wide
agony runs like water
spurting,hoselike
splashing the surroundings
mingles the numbness
begin to float
the pain is a pool now
float.