Rhapsody in Drunk

the sum of it all can never surmount the tears and trials of outracing your wile. too many turns too much speed too much retrospect to avoid the spurn. i want it all at once, at once alone, at once along with everyone. i want it all with you and you and all of you come too. i want it all alone and everyday forever blurs forever. on the spur of moments forever greet the world. we're all beginning. we're always ending. we're only bleeding til we're mending. and all your truths are only true the day the wisdom comes from you. always long, always lasting, in my life forever cast. left the nest with youth. left with heart, left abreast aware. photo-blessed the world with love and moments, tokens left. but what of us, what of friends, did we all do wrong? are all nomadic ties romantic sighs romanced from all of you and i...are we the lonesome lost romanticized? are we all alas or are we right on time? doomed to dance in self in shadows, doomed to reminisce. we have all at once caught an eye, felt a blessing in disguise. all at once relied on virtue spry.all at once held through hell in the heart of heat and smiled.belief beyond a doubt, when armor falls to see. where love along all coasts in lines intersect we anchor off to be.

Fade to Forget

i forget sometimes, exactly where i am. i know all times exactly where i want to be, its easy to see the paradox, and feel the shift in me. i break and bend between the lines, my home is make believe. ive no belief, no hand in grand design but life and time, they sound alike and here i am just fine.and though sometimes its lost on me, exactly where i am...i love to love, and love to leave, live to dream until the end.

Eager Sleep, Believer's Shore

such eager sleep i'm drawn, arms outstretched for dawn. we'll never reach, we'll never speak. the shore outlines the fall. in melted days before, arms outstretched i loved in all my worst and kissed in all my best so sleep for now and sleep forever melt along the shore. if we cold only speak the beach was just a moor.

Encore Everyday

this blessed binary, this only other self. person and persona through the encore every day. the past at last will come to play, but in the hours in between who forever came to stay?

Still The Silent Night

sing a silent night,
sing a holy chord.

the silence all alone at night,
the silence all a chorus.

feign and reign and blessed thou,
blessed are the bright.

in eyes and lies
the truth to stand
draped in holy style

Tapped

a vein that runs through me that still belongs to you, and when i tap that rush, that flood, that fools excuse...so only now i'll whisper still the truth that pours to chill; this place it taps a vein in me that still belongs to you.

Wide Eyed and Whiskey

what world for you endured in outskirts of convention? far from home and the comfort of that old front door, fleshed from the threshold in mind, reduced to fading contemplative notions in wistful times and reminders of never going back. the climb was longing, the tears revealing, smiles unnerving and the cost all blood, but the crest is high and the wave is riding while the view stays foreign, wild, and the whiskey burning irish. the good ones close now, the mad ones madder, the penance softer by soliloquy, and still, the sun sets in esoteric evenings, red and orange equal on the ground.

Breadth and Brevity

theres breadth inside our brevity. alive between the lines. a side street and a precipice, we'll always own this night. twined beneath the city lights to blame our slow decline, and press against that blackened bastion to claim the time we couldn't miss

Fleet

trying to get behind the wall i swore i needed.
only i would flee for the weight of the albatross.

Prodigal None

nervous quelling in reminiscent rendezvous among the future past from passed lives and friends expelled. these times should swell in extol, swoon and smile but where are we now if we can't bask together in past forevers; and how the frame fell from all our grace, or was it always us and we shelved it all to hell? this coming time we'll ride in smiling and only shoot from the hip in all our existential wanders. cheers, apologies for rogues proceeding, but in the past i'd bled that paradise. i'm always coming home, again i'm always leaving.

Pale Horse Nights

but who are you in the dark? when all the world stops watching, the only voice your own, to reign on ghosts alone. born to bear the weight, the albatross, dare to sleep with whiskey on your breath, and flashes of sudden memorial from past loves and pressure on your chest. the path a sullen iteration in the form of regret and a self portrait, tired eyes and torrid stories hanging duly from your neck. when you lie alone where do you wander? to the future infatuated, the past in penance, or present times for preservation. stoned nomadic, for the minds a wily bastard on nights each pale horse rides.

Blessed Rogue

always infatuated on my time with certain smiles, bags under my eyes. define that shade of red, and the way it kissed the sky. the lines are blurred objective ere the early stages rest, imagination onward wanders as all such rogues are blessed, to stop and spell the names of all the loves, dressed for death each holy night.

Always Only Fleeting

i'll keep my coastal secrets
wave goodbye each time
flirt to fade reality
your devils on my mind

A Crime, A Crime

all these faces, all i've met, all these places all repeat. and when the covers creep, the streets all line with age old dreams. comfort in the conscience of the same old caustic themes. a crime it seems to streak ahead.

The Casting Dawn

who are you to open to my sideways smile, stripped and sidled apologies alas where they don't belong with feelings lost but not so long abandoned. you were the night. i might just lie here in guilted charm, no harm done but damn the casting dawn for all it's casted on. lost before the heart could draw on favorite faded lust forever gone.