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Sunday Prayer, LIII - Paleo. time & time againwhat it was...

Mon, 15 Apr 2013 12:02:59 -0400

Sunday Prayer, LIII - Paleo.

time & time again
what it was like to write on white flags
with my soul as rich as rags are
rich with memories of accidents
i spilled a glass with sand in it
a rabbit with a plan
i am the bird making a stand
i am a bird making the stand i am i am

time & time again
a wager war of sums and battles
like muted music in the background
dreaming. death will never wear down
the mountain of hope. the mountain of despair
to either top, the same set of stairs
but how can anyone know? and why should they care
if i had climbed them. if i was there i am i am i am

but you’re a birthday
deep with the dayshine
from dusk to moonbreak
the dust of keepsakes

time & time again i am i am

The Beginning - Paleo. if you tumble down the hilltopi will...

Sun, 14 Apr 2013 12:02:49 -0400

The Beginning - Paleo.

if you tumble down the hilltop
i will not be far behind
it will not be long
i’m by your side

walking through the tunnel
standing in the light
through the thick and thicker
still noreaster night

she was the message
a guess as good as mine
as a flower falling
off the wall

it all takes some time
these things take a little time

while the world away lives off of lemons
i am making lemonade
i have tasted seven oceans
some few who taste the same
setting ice and diamonds
on my tongue

each unique to swim in
each gives its many waves a name
is everything a game
when all is said
and done

she was the message
a guess as good as mine
as a flower falling
off the wall

it all takes some time
these things take a little time

time a little
time a little
time a little
time a little time

time a little
time a little
time a little
time a little time

in time you will take your rings off
and set them in the sink
then set about to take
apart your gun

to marry lysistrata
now that the war is won

she was the message
a guess as good as mine
as a flower falling
off the wall

it all takes some time
it all takes some time
these things take a little time

hold the arrow in my heart
with treadmarks on my soul i’m headed home
treadmarks on my soul i’m headed home

first you must get permission
from the old man at her gate
who has the keys to the whole building
that’s your cue

he hopes you find the trap door
before the trap finds you

like all of the king’s women
and all the horses’ men
my love has no beginning
only means
and an end

no beginning
only means
and an end

Dead Wings Beat - Paleo. birdsing to mecalming wordsor mellow...

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 12:02:43 -0400

Dead Wings Beat - Paleo.

bird
sing to me
calming words
or mellow mellow mellow
melodies made of milk
or honey made of dust
and birdseed

please
will you tie me up
tie me to the kitchen door

when the bad men come
when the bad men come

don’t let them tear our house down
don’t let them tear the old house

down down down down
let them tear the old house
down down down down
let them tear the old house
down down down down
let them tear the old house
down down down down
let them tear the old house down

bird
will you sing to me

if i can make my heart beat
i can make my own heart

beat beat beat beat
i can make my own heart
beat beat beat beat
i can make my own heart

bloom
yellow stones
smiles drain

a whippoorwill hits the windshield
what all the time in the world won’t heal

if i could make your dead wings beat

beat beat beat beat
i could make your dead wings
beat beat beat beat
i could make your dead wings
beat beat beat beat
i could make your dead wings
beat beat beat beat
i could make your dead wings beat

When Nothing Was Impossible - Paleo. one of these dayshe will...

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 12:02:27 -0400

When Nothing Was Impossible - Paleo.

one of these days
he will be sorry
for all the hearts he crossed out
with his black magic marker
i am darker than a permanent frost

like a frame we implicate
as a cover for a faithless bed
and a mastermind mantel
harvested medals for the undone dead

he is like me
going back on the things he said

i remember a time
back when nothing was impossible

when i believed my eyes
back when nothing was impossible

nothing was impossible
nothing was impossible
nothing was impossible
nothing was impossible

getting less and less young
on the face of the earth
what is wrong and right
left at the light
up ahead. you have to give yourself time

standing on abandoned tracks
back when nothing was impossible
nothing was impossible
nothing was impossible
nothing was impossible
nothing was impossible

nothing was impossible
nothing was impossible
nothing was impossible
nothing was impossible
nothing was impossible
nothing was impossible

I Will Count The Days - Paleo. dip your toes in the desertdraw...

Thu, 11 Apr 2013 12:02:23 -0400

I Will Count The Days - Paleo.

dip your toes in the desert
draw a draft for the sand
in the shoes of the hopeless
for one second, i understand

in the lottery lines quiet
as trees when they die
my ladybird waits
while i count the days

carefully cavelier the stanzas
one rickety rung at a time

love is like air
it is caught and set free
caught and set free
captured but free to leave
one rickety rung at a time
and though it doesn’t like to repeat itself
it has been known to rhyme

in the lottery lines quiet
as trees when they die

fleet are the feet of my troubles
creep up on me like a storm
then she cries in my eyes
her cold holds me tight
i feel alive

but something since then has been missing
something that i can’t replace
youth decays into patience
decayed into pride

in the lottery lines quiet
as trees when they die

like the birds whose little hearts freeze in midflight
one blue migrant night
addressed
dear earth
sincerely sky

my ladybird waits
while i count the nights

standing in the black earth with a shovel
i know the all the names of the capitals
and the names of all the flowers in the field
and the bugs that get invited
back to their beds

my ladybird waits
while i count the breaths
in the lottery lines quiet
as trees when they die

i mistook you for angels
falling from the sky
i searched for you on the high road
you were in front of me all this time

i look down at the money
that grows on my hands like a weed
the garden was free

stand on your chairs
and reach for the air
the temple is locked
and god doesn’t care

i mistook you for angels
free or falling from the sky. i wonder why
if you could see you through my eyes
like were seeing for the very first time

this is your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life

then you became thundercloud
you bottle up the rain
until it gets to much to bear the weight of it
the state of your affairs
and then you rain it on your family
you rain it on your friends
it wasn’t right from the beginning
it’s only right that it ends

but it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life

no, don’t mistake me for angels
falling from the sky

i will help you a much as i can help anyone
the lost leading the lost at sea
i will hold the door for you
if you lock up when you leave
just bear in mind a little bit
when you are calling out to me

this is your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life
it’s your life

Ocarina - Paleo. someday every skull will be an ocarinathat...

Wed, 10 Apr 2013 12:02:53 -0400

Ocarina - Paleo.

someday every skull will be an ocarina
that way death won’t have to have the last say
so then we don’t have to be afraid as all the silence
turns in to music. we can dance away our graves
as we make our way
to an even, better place

someday
someday
someday
someday
someday
someday
someday
someday

an a for effort
and a purple heart
i don’t see a ring
around your finger
it is dark. the clock is ticking
and the shot is mine to take. the clock
is ticking, my heart is only mine to break
but i iron out my fist and i
turn and walk away

and then i take my iron eyes out of their sockets
and then i fold my velvet shades up like a wave
and then i call all of the fire home from the field
as if a vulture eats an apple for a change
a change of heart
a change of pace

someday
someday
someday
someday
someday
someday

Say My Name (There Is No Tomorrow) - Paleo. say my name. there...

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 12:02:30 -0400

Say My Name (There Is No Tomorrow) - Paleo.

say my name. there is no tomorrow

say my name out loud
say my name out loud

try it out on your tongue
every once in a while

until you wear my name out
say my name out loud
say my name out loud

my photo in the fire
in the fire sweating tears i am
i am putting on years
pushing pins on to cushions
pawning needles to the pines
you were cut from a place on the cloth
that was near to mine. close
but not quite

give me your position
i will let you see my speed
for today and for tomorrow
a sheet of midnight inbetween
at the top of the clock
the long hand and short hand
finally finely meet

there is no tomorrow

Sunday Prayer, LII - Paleo. time & time againhow can we...

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 12:02:25 -0400

Sunday Prayer, LII - Paleo.

time & time again
how can we see the soul of a city
through the shrines of shopped out windows
in the violin hands of the mannequin man
but a city has no center
no catchy code you simply enter
inside and out and empty sex
with what you see and what you get i am i am

time & time again
a god of war is first a lover
strike your true glass heart against her
thinking twice you too might shatter
like a hall of one way windows
like a wall of one way mirrors
black ant arpeggios and chords
fall from the staff. free on the floor i am i am i am

but you’re a birthday
deep with the dayshine
from dusk to moonbreak
the dust of keepsakes

time & time again i am i am

Old Mirrors - Paleo. i look for a womanwho will fit into my...

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 12:02:42 -0400

Old Mirrors - Paleo.

i look for a woman
who will fit into my mother’s old mirrors

i listen for the sirens
to toll. for the train tracks to cheer

as the recluse of a spider
who hides inside his eiderdown house
is clearing out

i can see right through you
said the wind to the window
it loved too much

i put up with myth
to get closer to mystery
i live in the past because
the future is history

ribbons of the present
never ask the box elder bow
what, if anything, it holds

she is standing with her back to the mirror
because she knows what she needs to know
i look for a woman
like wind for a window who is open

into a space
where you can recreate
the home you grew up in

i look for a woman
who will swallow up my mother like aspirin

A Day Goes By - Paleo. got to the bottom of the deep...

Sat, 06 Apr 2013 12:02:47 -0400

A Day Goes By - Paleo.

got to the bottom of the deep end
touched the bottom of the sky
while night was working out all of her wonder
i would strain to see the stars in her eyes

i worried about tomorrow until tomorrow
when there is not enough of the world to go around
how the accidents would happen for a reason
for a cause that wasn’t meant to be found

not a day goes by
world turns all the way around
deep down somehow
not a day goes by

when did all of this get so heavy
drained my lake to make a well for one wish
with every bone in my heart just shattered
life is a fight you don’t win

not a day goes by
world turns all the way around
deep down somehow
not a day goes by

soon i turn my back on my family
soon i turn my back on my friends
but you miss the things you wouldn’t think matter
the math you have to learn over again

not a day goes by
not a day goes by
not a day goes by
that i don’t think
of what it would have been like
if i had never left your side

i don’t think
of what it would have been like
if i had never left your side

A Home Away From Home Away From Home - Paleo. it is there...

Fri, 05 Apr 2013 12:02:32 -0400

A Home Away From Home Away From Home - Paleo.

it is there where the cold meets the cracks in your coat
and the angels in snow take the interstate row
and the manger is full so you reshoulder your load
it is there
you will find me
a home away from home

there is nothing so small as a traveler alone
there are many lights at the crossroads and only one that means go
but the curve at the end of the sky bends just so
it is there
you will find me
a home away from home

it is there
you will find me
a home away from home

so don’t you tell time how and who it will pass
don’t ask my woman while she weeps in her glass
I don’t ask love how long love will last
if the wind is too strong, if the water too deep
it is there
in the ditches
it is dying to speak

what was done on the road, what would stay on the road
it is there
as an angel
layed down in the snow

i am the cause of my troubles
like a bird i feel trapped by the sky
like the stars i am trapped by the night
like the sun i am struck by the light

it was there all along understood but unknown
banging on blue moons over black hills of hope
at the break of the mourning of the shadows and ghosts
of the one i knew least. of the one i missed most
it was there
that you found me
a home away from home

the signs are snowed over at the fork of the road
but the crossroads’ dark lights are beginning to glow
it is there
you will find me
a home away from home

Ash Is To Ashes - Paleo. ash is to ashesas i am to firei am...

Thu, 04 Apr 2013 12:02:37 -0400

Ash Is To Ashes - Paleo.

ash is to ashes
as i am to fire
i am burning up with fever
of the heart’s desire

ash is to ashes
as i am to life
scattered in the beach breeze
when my soul is ripe
my soul is ripe

but i can only imagine
a pageant of thoughts
all the familiar mistakes
we love and make
love to make

love and make
love to make

ash is to ashes
as i am to pines
she gets up early in the morning
i stay up all night

ash is to ashes
as i am to sin
i’m in if you’re in
let’s see how much trouble we can get in

but i can only imagine
a pageant of thoughts
all the familiar mistakes
we love and make
love to make

ash is to ashes
as i am to blame
i got your picture in my pocket
but it’s not the same

ash is to ashes
as i am to trust
what’s done is done, honey
let the dust be dust

The Key Over The Door - Paleo. mercy me Vesuviusone two by...

Wed, 03 Apr 2013 12:02:32 -0400

The Key Over The Door - Paleo.

mercy me Vesuvius
one two by four at a time
she has built a bridge between you
two can cross it as you like
stars lay on the ocean
he only visits you at night
but he knows the spell of happiness
he can read your open mind
of panoramic sadness
and he says it’s not your fate
and he can cure it with a kiss
he will prepare it while you wait
clothes hold tight to bodies
like a soul clinging to life
the road that necks ahead of you
will soon unwind behind
you leave a key over your door
he locks up when he leaves
the space inbetween who we are
and who we want to be

those who came before me
those who came before me
those who came before me
those who came before

i want you
i want you i want you
i want you

you and i were watching as the dawn
came burning our initials in the lawn

of those who came before me
hands will see a robin’s egg
you don’t need to be afraid
cuz i will never leave you
i will never leave you that way
i will never leave you that way

The Human Race - Paleo. come out of that songoff of that...

Tue, 02 Apr 2013 12:02:20 -0400

The Human Race - Paleo.

come out of that song
off of that stage
show me your checkered face

soft and sweet concealed
behind the bangs
for bucks and guns
no one should have
to win the human race
the human race

take off your town hall
unwrap your flag
i know your real name

you act like you
own the place

my memory’s not as sharp as it used to be
but you can’t tell time what time already knows
my heart is not as light as it used to be
not quite

think of what you’re saying
take a deep breath
and a good long look
into your blues

take off your black dress
i know the real you

my hands are not as steady as they used to be
but you can’t tell time what time already knows
spirit is not as free as it used to be
so close

wake up from that dream
your kitty litter cloud

where is all your high hope now?

i have been to, i have seen your home town
though my eyes are not as good as they used to be
but i have seen between the seams of so it seems
but you can’t tell time what time already knows
my love is not as true as it used to be
that’s all she wrote

rolling soul
behind her in a bag
dragging down river street
tonight it seems so much longer than it used to be seem

none of this turned out
the way it was supposed to
none of it
not any of it

but it’s been a wild wild ride
it’s been a wild wild ride
it’s been a wild wild ride

Sunday Prayer, LI - Paleo. time & time againinsults the...

Mon, 01 Apr 2013 12:02:06 -0400

Sunday Prayer, LI - Paleo.

time & time again
insults the grass with the bitter bird seed
and a salt of magic beans
grown in the earth to digest heavens
wars and rosaries for nothing
whet to the point of not existing
anymore the long russia of dating
moscow burns, it couldn’t wait i am i am

time & time again
a tango of albino cats
bat at shadows in the cages
of my black imagination
perhaps the only way past the past
is just to head into the heart of it
to follow the firetrucks to the grade school
false alarm. this april’s fool i am i am i am

but you’re a birthday
deep with the dayshine
from dusk to moonbreak
the dust of keepsakes

time & time again i am i am

Mother’s Dasies - Paleo. mother’s daisies do their...

Sun, 31 Mar 2013 12:04:01 -0400

Mother’s Dasies - Paleo.

mother’s daisies do their pushups
mother’s sun dreams on their backs
mother’s corpses reach for mangled roots
no living hands may grasp at
the living soul is slippery
as it is awkward inside life
like a fish inside a fishing boat
bash its brains out on the floorboards
to get back into the water

on the other side of mother’s daisies
on the other side of mother’s mind

on the night god doesn’t show
when she draws her prayer curtain
she and the white light stir the air
wait for his understudy to surface
like a map dissolved in water
like the boy drowned in the fox
like feelings for you, i feel them
i can hear their hollow knocks
like pushing food against your stomach
like rubbing sugar on your teeth
in a pyramid on a plate
the shape of the sun
when it gets to sleep
upon my dread of never
second only to the dread
of a gathering forever
i don’t want to be alone, she said

on the other side of mother’s daisies
on the other side of mother’s mind
on the other side of mother’s
candy cane kitchen
mayapple apron

baby bee bounce on the windowscreen
i drink a memory from my thumb
like a child. concrete and cotton
like a child laughing at love

on the other side of mother’s daisies
on the other side of mother’s mind
it only seems to rain in your room
when the sun sunshines in mine

High Hopes - Paleo. now the wind is at my backbut should i...

Sat, 30 Mar 2013 12:02:24 -0400

High Hopes - Paleo.

now the wind is at my back
but should i trust the wind
to know where it’s going?

a tree turns into a house
is that moving up?
am i losing sight

of my high hopes
high high high hopes
high hopes

hope that i keep
my compass rose. she fills
a stone with blood
from my lips

cornering an elephant
did i miss the turn?
am i losing ground

on my high hope
i can find the way
to all my high high hopes

the match smiles in the dead grass
go to where the money is
blind ear to blind ear

hiding heads under the desks
remember when we could see
all our high hopes
high hopes

Somewhere There Is A Mountain - Paleo. i had a dream i was a...

Fri, 29 Mar 2013 12:02:38 -0400

Somewhere There Is A Mountain - Paleo.

i had a dream i was a mountain
and they turned my guts to guns
my wisdom teeth to wedding rocks
and concrete claimed my sons
when i woke snow drifted in my hair
and dirt on two of my feet
suppose somewhere there is a mountain
dreaming dreams that it is me

i had a dream i was a rich man
scouting for a trophy wife
to make a living off my death
once i had spent away my life
i woke up with contracts in my mouth
and checks bounced on my knee
somewhere there is a rich man
dreaming dreams that he is me

i told you
every little thing i know
every little thing i know
every little thing i know

i had a dream i was a window
but i may as well been blind
to see the same things every day
when i come home late at night
some hope leftover in the fridge
i kick off my heart and soul
and hang my dream up on the door
like it was just another goal
words carry words across the page
to clearings in your minds
might as well read the ending first
and save yourself some time
behind the mirror, another mirror
behind the scenes another scene
suppose somewhere a window
dreams a dream that it is me

Alaska - Paleo. sleeping oak savannathere where nothing green...

Thu, 28 Mar 2013 12:02:31 -0400

Alaska - Paleo.

sleeping oak savanna
there where nothing green can grow
but me, blue moon alaska
melting mauve flowering snow
and sleep.

it’s worth its weight in gold

worth its weight in gold
worth its weight in gold
worth its weight in gold
worth its weight in gold
worth its weight in gold

the birds snooze on my shoulders
and the mice live in my shoes
the moss drowns in my mouth
like a flower in the ruins
like a bed of better news

of all the birds i could have found
emptied from a nest, pinning down the ground

oak savanna sleeping
saws are singing in the trees
islands of my eyelids

throw a stone and sink the sea
of all the birds i could have found
of all the birds i could have found

Making Faces - Paleo. on the day i was bornthere was a rain...

Wed, 27 Mar 2013 12:02:45 -0400

Making Faces - Paleo.

on the day i was born
there was a rain coming down
and a fog walked
the water of the fox

metal cars made a braid
of their way around town
there is fog setting foot
on the docks

i believe things happen for a reason
that if you seek, you too will be found
by the hunter in your season
he purrs and puts the key in
blood oranges for bloodier hounds

there is a piece of the deer
in the passenger seat
even the moon cannot see
through the smoke

still my terrapin heart
hide your head in my head
we’re alive. idiot god
and his jokes

i believe things happen for a reason
that if you seek, you too will be found
by the hunter in your season
he purrs and puts the key in
blood oranges for bloodier hounds

such a steam on the street
that had baked in the sun
danced away with
like a children in the rain

making faces at the fog
i will fish with a gun
drinking dishwater
canes for legs

i believe things happen for a reason
that if you seek, you too will be found
by the hunter in your season
he purrs and puts the key in
blood oranges for bloodier hounds

on the day i was born
with a rain on my tongue
and a fog walking
water to the fox

today a man got his hand
caught inside the machine
like a key eaten up by a lock

i believe things happen for a reason
that if you seek, you too will be found
by the hunter in your season
he purrs and puts the key in
blood oranges for bloodier hounds
blood oranges for bloodier hounds

on the day i was born
there was a rain coming down
on the day i was born
there was a rain coming down