this morning i was loved
and then i woke up.
i felt like i had suffered
a strange kind of loss.
a pale echo of the
feeling lasted until
the next night as i
waited for love
but instead i found
myself falling down-
a steep cliff into
consciousness.

“keep moving forward”
is an exhausted phrase but
if you stay still you will drown and
if you lie on your back and ride the waves,
you will be pushed back and back
until you’re lying on itchy sand.
the only way to reach new horizons,
to reach a different fate,
is by swimming towards the sun.

Because I love you too much
I need say nothing more
these few words are enough
I shouldn't repeat what I said before

too much shaking of the rose
makes its petals fall
let our love dwell in beautiful silence-
it speaks all

The shoes were hanging from the wire
I couldn’t tell if they were thrown in anger
Or maybe in jest
They were too small for me to wear
So I let them hang like a sign of discontent
Or to make a birds nest

He like speed bumps on the poor side of town
The time in between reminded him to take his time
Why couldn’t he do it for himself he wondered
He needed help to think of living instead of the climb

She was too tired to go to the fields anymore
Holding a lantern to her face in the mirror
She thought it would be best
The puzzle was done except for one piece
The doorbell rang and her life began again
There was no time for her heart to rest

She wasn't sure but not so much to keep living alone
She thought about how hard it was to compromise
But his car parked by the curb looked so clean
And when she smiled she saw relief in his eyes

To answer your question, it could be I stopped believing
years ago when I sent my friend before the chopping block.
Stop! I'll sell information for passage.
Stop! I'm scared to death of dying.
Where she lives.
Such a shame.
Where she hangs.
I'll take the blame.
Where she showers, even.
Stop! I'll give you the words you want if you make this hurting stop.
Stop! You don't have to crack my brain open with a hammer chop,
you don't have to use pliers to pry what you want from my head,
when you can listen to me talk freely, then take the message and run.
Where she lives.
Such a shame.
Where she hangs.
I'll take the blame.
So much will change.
Where she showers, even.

But if you call for me, I'll be there.
Wearing a straight face that's
driven me here, so insane, I don't
care how rapidly my conscience
eats the very strength on which
I stand. I'm alive without the will to live.
But if you call for me, I'll  be there.
Wearing a straight face.

I am being lifted,
Picked up to be cast down.
I don't know that I can handle such height,
The Light is overwhelmingly whole.
I was unaware of how effective the color black can be,
Vivid shadows are illuminated by my torch.
I am shaken by connection.
In this sense,
I am thankful for gravity.

And I think that if you were anyone else I would ask you to come over tonight.
And if you were anyone else you would come over tonight.