The waking of pertelotte
On reflection
he steps away from his car
with a song. he was wrong. he should have known all along. with wary
eyes and uncertain grin. fall out. i saved
your voice. trouble. that outstretched hand you had to shake. you
sell out. you could have had your
choice. but broke away the
turnstile. fall out. your friends are toys. in time.
that outstretched hands you had to shake. will sell you out. and leave your wreck.
Blind man’s arrow
in this life time. you can mix knives and paper doves. on the rooftop if it caves it’s hollowed
out. i fell down this day light. blind man’s arrow buried in my love’s
heart. tape was wound. life ties back
drop figures and puppets in scissor hands.
on the outside all of these words are falling down. porcelain light a moonless night. in closing.
always closing. fortunate day.
simple to say. in closing. always closing. the curtain is drawn. the
lights go on. in closing. always closing.
Flowers falling from dying hands
Messenger
Doors lead to questions
Steps and numbers
are you wishing on a
star. did you know your dreams are
sold. to people who dream only of gold.
they’ll find a way to pull stars down.
stand there. dance with a memory. the caption reads it’s all over now. do you feel alone in the secret. are you standing there just weeping. do you
feel the light is gone. is it hard to
remain strong. in the face of all you know.
in a world that’s brought you low
Sentence
the words I wrote down. just seem empty there. but found the page
Bird of paradise
Mile marker
slow down a lighted road. a
broken sign states the mile. a broken
code. a simple rhyme. a smile.
a fallen line. a simple song set
the time. an empty stage. a view beyond the skyline. al comes falling down. on the floor the heart. the tangled weed. the open door. the
sign. an open life is an onion
skin. in time the never scene in party
blue. I’m dying. these are the colors and shades of a heart
that is broken.
jacob stands on snakes. and
finds his life in shame. they will make
their plea. trust in the disease. one last drop of pain. the fighting’s all in vain. one last antidote. forgotten ties on severed ropes.
hanging them from poles. someone
saw the light. and brought his bow
string tight. and aimed it at the
heart. of my beloved.
A tree for trials
this life goes lullaby out
of here. smile shows filtered sounds of fear.
back into it goes through the trial you can’t hear
Signal
someday the sun will fall
down. and the waters will rise. and the
walls will fall down. the hands that
built them will. at the cost of making
love. we shine the times and hide the trough.
we’ll find a way to make it run.
we’ll light a flame that says we are everyone you want doesn’t want you
back. at the cost of making love. we shine the times and hide the trough. we’ll find a way to make it run. we’ll light a flame that says we are
View of a burning city