May 7, 2004

Nocturne

I'm over you and all that you had to offer
A distinct ruin in the mass of the dead
Just like we ended so many moons ago...

Cold and starry nights
The ray of light brings me to a bitter sleep
The newspaper print is hard to read
The meaning, too damp to be clear
Through these cold and blanketless nights

I am gasping for air, can you hear my desperate breaths?
I'm waiting for someone to save me, will you save me?
Or let me suffocate in this gas leak of love
Whatever you do
Hear me
Save me

Lessons learned
Wasted on young love
Wasted on a feeling
More dead than an autumn leaf
More alive than a springtime songbird

Through the days of the creek
When things seemed so right
Long for the days in the fields
When the dandelion air
Shimmered with grace

I'm letting go, losing grip
On purpose
Intentional
Worrying is no concern of mine
Sleeping is the only nocturnal wonder
This nocturnal wonder

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Crawl

Running with the rain
Running with the tide
Running with the sand and flies
Running with the ground

Halted with the one time occurrence
Halted with the stare
Halted with the frightening glance
Just another scare

What happened?

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The Design

A cotton thread
A mark of the dead
Journey lies
Here in the sand
The correct function
Does not touch
The flailing slumber
Only crumbles
As a glass window
Holds together through
Rocks and force
And the mime speaks
Through silence and loss
The false presumption
The lesser being
The mime, the glass
All together
Nothing lasts