Friday, December 12, 2014

Lyrics in Frosty Weather

Cutting the fog
Disturbing its presence
Clock is rising
Frost is melting
Unable to face the pavement
I trampled abandoned beans
No one was hunting
It is Friday in December
I wouldn't be shot
Dogs keep stopping to pee
Reality distraction or grounding
I am not sure
So afraid of the pen
The ink is dark and wet
In the field my words
Out loud are silent
My choice to remember
To stab at it

Waiting Mind

Art is like stealing
Seductive and wrong
Practical survival
Requires certain absence
Silently tormented
No one would know
All vision is distorted
Lies we tell
To cover our stories

Box Cake and Polyester

I'm allergic to cake
Red velvet cake
I'm covered in boils
Too listless to crumble walnuts
Musts to contain myself
Keep up with the madness
Stay on track
Read your books
Be on time and go to bed
Walk the dogs and do the laundry
It happens every time
Come to find
It is the dye
No longer can I
Wear my clothes