i swear i was born for the train.

slow and convenient.
high maintenance
and free if youre lucky
but cheap if youre not.

i can

get you close enough to
know youre lost.
a kink in these wheels
might send us flying.

//

i am so far gone
and past. the mold on
these leaves smell
much of home.
and i am giving my
skin for impossible deeds.

to rid us of time.
to live when i please.

in some way i feel
as though i am not living
if im not being hit
by the scaffolding.
a world is being built
while i check my
clothes in a passing window.

i will say words i regret
on this train, but they are
words i mean. like cyanide
for the agent i will die
for my cause if it cant
**** me first

As the Spring's winds make azure curtains billow,
the rose wilts.

Blue skies kissed with pink
The cat stalks over to me
Hear the seagull's cry

Wisps of clouds drift by
The cat's fur strokes my bare legs
Now crouched, I stroke him

His purrs are so sweet
His green eyes shine so content
And he sits by me

I hear all the cries
Startled, he runs away scared
Mum says, "England lost."

Butterflies soar blissful
I lay down in Paradise
as the cold winds blows

A feather in flight
A cool wind now follows me
The flame now guides me

youthful years, now reduced
when right angles were obtuse
find my path of lost tracks
feathered freight in the caboose

falling sand, hour glass
shades the moon from the cracks
'neath the back porch lies the dog
who howls when sand runs out

whispered winds
don't you lie
and try to save my sins
whispered winds
don't you lie
don't you die

dreary days, losing weight
i call out but cannot say
what is wrong, i'm ok
let's talk the ******* fake

fever chills, alone to face
california king's embrace
i stretch out, all my regrets
and dream of an escape

whispered winds
don't you lie
and try to save my sins
whispered winds
don't you lie
don't you die