there's an aching rhythm to my bones.
they cry and they call out;
please please, we want to go home.
and i don't know how to reply
and i don't know what to say
other than i know, i know.

I ponder
I wander
The dark grey ocean
Of past, present
And destiny

I wallow in
wounds for
which i must suture
I think on the future
a light in the deep
i think it’s called love
I look from above
it’s so hard to reach
in this
dark grey ocean

She makes me so
bitter
but
I’m not a
quitter

Call it weakness
or lack of will
i can never defeat
what makes me so ill

Even so
i’ll never reconsider

I can try and ignore
the pain
cuz
it’s
definitely
worth the gain
in this
dark grey ocean

life is so boring? the suggestion? of something beyond,
that is beyond me. what should we do
today? what should we eat and where
should we go? what should we be and where
should we start?

if i were to start with you? i would only need a few more
lifetimes with you...

watching the fireworks through your eyes, some
sultry summer evening.
ripped jeans, the back of some SUV, parked
haphazardly on Jones Beach.
we tip our heads together, my summer clothes
soaking through yours, a guitar riff
signals the synchronization of our dreams, the outro
signals the drowning of me out of yours.

...life is boring? let's stay this way.