another day I couldn't make up my
well
anything
couldn't make up my bed
and I couldn't wake up my head
couldn't summon the dead
and then I couldn't unlock the tools from the shed

couldn't break up the day
couldn't just walk away
couldn't know what to say
couldn't bow or kneel or pray

ttttthhhhhhhheeeeeeennnnnnn

spilled the food
dropped a plate
stubbed my toe
walked in late
forgot my shoes
tripped on a rock
had to walk an extra block
lost my cool
talked too much
acted crude
didn't sing enough
made you mad
thought you
'd cry
like nothing
I said
could come out right
saw a girl
saw a boy
who felt the rain
witnessed love
walked about
apologized
saw a different depth
in your eyes

on the day I couldn't make up my

well


anything

I want to get there
if only I knew where there was
A time machine
or some entry door dream
to do what ever it does

I want to get there
if someone could please tell me how
a right or a left to
head east or go west yes
I'm sure I could go there right now

I want to get there
so I won't imagine what it's like
to see a fool on a bike
ride round the world twice
but not as fast as the elephant on the trike

praise them
or dance them
or skip rocks onto sand
and let fields
melt into
crystal diaries of mass extinction
hilltop love in a heat
hallowing the indestructible
march on to the field
and walk right back out
flick bugs and make them out to be your own enemies
nevermind that you wish you could fly
because
because
because

Between the crooks and nannies
In a booth with seven *******
There's no way they could stand me                                                                              se cre t swi mm ing
pools
Heathen if they're understanding                                                                   a bed wetting fool
Could that mean they understand me                                                                            I'm sure I'd Right that too
I hear a lot about our standings                                                     If I had nothing Left to say
but what I think will be standing                                                          
is the dust particles of landings
and the Sun light filling crackings                                                                                            away  
I'm too good for the attackings                                                    
I understand my lackings                                                                        and     then we float
Got a tenacious grasp for love love love love love  Stacking bodies to the flood





Limb to a tree
     Flower to a bee
          You to a meeeeee
and eye to eye
     I have left myself dry on and Island watching the 4th of July
                 Why oh why Did I ever lead that guy into a terrible lie

Mask to a Foe
         Mask of a Friend
                 Do you ask to wear it well or can I see you again

driving around
looking
for things to drive
things that accelerate
can't help but feel
that I'm being taken for
a ride anyhow
circling around
taking pity on the sad shapes in town
on all the leaves that are brown
and the judgement made
on those who may be looking down

though the sky is not grey
and the humidity brings the green
or how you payed her boyfriend
to push mow because I pretended
I didn't have time
ain't that all ways the case?

has captured me and walked past once again

There are things I need and others I don't
The gears that work and those that won't
I strive for a kind of a captive curiosity
That fellows find me with the shrewdest capacity

I find each deed and try to complete
but the wind is always at my side

and this is a body
no two be the same
nor know other games
just riding front seat in the shotty

This is a crash spot
and this is a safe rock
I'll bet I'll make the sky knock
on any given day lot
Battle sounds commence from the subbourbon style spindle
watch it as it dwindles make the whole thing *******
smooth out the rug and the ripples in the universe
I'm knew to the sacred curse,

       and the flip sided eye, where good end evil always tie
tell the truth about a bunch of lies and take the time to solarize
darth vader's out of breath and luke wonders what is left
I guess it's out of step to take your very father and his neck

ride on the verse of jesus' name
virtuous atrocity subjected to society
internet infected and brimmed with idea
pursuing motivation in a the middle of an ikea
categorizing everyday humans of banter

every time I forget the ever lasting solving
and the being involved
is coincident with every moment I notice the sunshine
how it rests upon my shoulders
and I am forced to wear a smile
and be grateful just in that moment

giggle snort he looks like him
doesn't it puzzle them some specimen
prized champion winter in abandon
specialized french fried batter in the alley
two cats two kids and the whole **** family
10 mile pile up when and where I pick it up
the effect of bye isn't enough
can you tell me with a cough syrup kind of smile
that all the while crocodile my tears were in denial
two apart from two doesn't separate it conjugates
it fills you will the urge to skate
slip slide and forge the way
I dream in colours of saturday
this this this away
that that that away

I blow the clouds from north to south while I'm headed out
it's like a sea of candles when I finally turn the lights out
you you you rolling in the deep I I I tossing in my sleep
grinding little melodies out on my teeth
someone's got some secrets the just don't want to keep
I'll make you a discreet if you offer to make a peep
in two weeks we'll have cash mountain heap
Fuel in the furnace syndicated mass
sometimes I put words together
sometimes I have to smash
shred out the symbolism on a silly sticker board of intoxicated lovers who drew when they were bored
deadly and forgiving all the sins got mixed in and they can't remember how to escape all that they drew in

Sensing I do not have much time
or power over the line
I just want to walk
to get where I am
in the end I am still determined
with hopes of being met with gratitude

Who can say?

I will let her know when I leave
sweet sad songs I want to sing
bad timing is just one of the things that
I seem
to be so good at
Yes
I know when to leave but it's
when to stay I want to find out
how to heal and how not to rush
to give things away and to not take too much
I guess it's just a way of feeling because
it's all of those feelings I tend to miss too much