Elephant (New to Me) (4/2018)

Elephant (New to Me) (4/2018)

If I sit here.
If I stare there.
At the elephant in the tile there.
On the table here.
Unfocus, no thought, there.
City’s breath blows hot air.

If I sit here
And I don’t try to stop thinking
I will stop thinking.
Be back to the tusks on the tile there,
While I’m here.

While I’m here
I hear nothing and that is everything to me
Right now.
While I’m here
I might as well breathe.
New to me.

I’m new to me too.
Different these days,
Yet somehow back to my old ways.
My good old ways.
The good old days.
Just one thing missing.
The one thing that still pushes me.

I am open.
I let myself in.
I look around and I let me begin
Again.
Can’t think of a thing to stop me.
So much has tried to stop me.
I feel like going and never stopping.

See, this city’s not there.
In focus, a thought blares
Oh, elephant here
On the table, tusks in the tile there.
And I stare there
As I sit here.

Little Big Screen Queen (4/2018)

Little Big Screen Queen (4/2018)

In the coop, she’s the queen.
She runs everything.
Spends right now running circles.
Little shoes sparkling, the sun.
Everything.
She doesn’t care about anything we’ve done.

She says the stairs don’t work.
She sees, points, says ‘come here.’
She sees the slide and she wants to jump in.
A little help. See, the slide is broken.
Can’t jump,
So she asks twice for some help with the fun.

Climbs up the slide.
Yeah, she’s sliding up the stairs.
Runs in circles, two skips and jumps in.
Hair meets a little electricity.
Little circle, little feet next to me.

Tapped out and trapped in.
Didn’t get a nap in.
Big day takes it’s toll.
She’s done, it’s late, she rolls.

Four wheels through her jungle.
Pays no mind to the people.
People dodging purple,
She rides with one empty seat.
She finds its time to take her home.

A fish with limbs on the glass on the door
says, ‘you don’t want anymore?’
Asks us if you like it.
Summit the step and steal the show,
Walk under all of the people you know.
Little queen like she’s seen on the big screen.

Smile. Little. Louder.

She calls it early,
Says she’s over the scene.
She leaves people being people.
Leaves to be a queen.
Brings her blanket down the hallway,
She says goodnight and goes to sleep.

Diving Board (4/2018)

Diving Board (4/2018)

I walked across my brain today
While I was crossing the street.
I walked outside the lines today,
They watched me from the back seat.

I talked about the day today
While I was stacking ice cream.
I talk and don’t know what I say.
I taught me all that I’ll need.

Sometimes I set sail to see,
See what I’m gonna be.

Make this plank a diving board
And then I’ll learn to swim.
Untie my mind and have some more,
Tomorrow I’ll begin.

I walk out to sea.
I wade endlessly.
At least that’s how it seems.
Lose my feet,
I’ll blend in with the stars.

I built a rocketship today
While it was raining outside.
Old quilt and cushions, fly away
Out past everything I’ve ever tried.

I spent a lot of myself today,
Then I went flying alone.
When I let go in outer space
Somehow I feel like I’m home.

Hold your breath in outer space.
Somehow I feel like I’m home.
Yeah, I’ll blend in with the stars.

Easy Intrigue (4/2018)

Easy Intrigue (4/2018)

Chase a ball on a field
Spin old earth on a wheel.
You’ll be like your idols,
All your fallen idols.

Write a book, make it real.
Your ideas that people steal.
They’ll be like your idols,
They’ll never get to idle.
They won’t have the key.

It’s everything I’ve ever done.
It’s everything that I’ll do next.
It’s everything I would have won.
It’s everything’s easy.

And I don’t forget.

Lifetimes ago I told you that I’m never done.
It’s never enough.
Can’t create enough.
Cleanse my palette,
Scrape it up real rough.
Moving on’s not giving up.

I think back.
I don’t look back.
Maybe I went back?
Slow me down.
Fast forward, now
I think I’ll slow me down.
Just for a minute.
Get me back on track.
I think.
Back.

Nothing’s not easy.
Please, please appease me.
Please, something intrigue me.
Please don’t make it easy
Or I’m worried I will leave it.

Nothing comes naturally.
It’s all so natural, you see?
It all feels like nothing,
The day-to-day to me.
My nothing’s the stuff of dreams.
But, dreams aren’t what I want to be.

It’s not easy if I think about it.

Can’t do if I think about it.

Fleets of Thought (4/2018)

Fleets of Thought (4/2018)

From my mountain I survey the sea,
Always the one questioning.
What do people think of me?

Waves of watered down people
Walking beneath.
I don’t think they’ll ever see
That they’re half of who they used to be.

Hidden by a cloud,
They come to me in fleets.
I come to me and leave.

My youth’s fountain pushes me
Toward the parts of me to be,
The parts to leave,
And everything I think I’ll need
To get me through today.

Waves of little lost people
Lying beneath.
I don’t think they’ll ever see
That they’re who they said they’d never be.

Silence screams out loud.
They come to me in fleets.
I come to me and leave
To get me through the day.

This Place (4/2018)

This Place (4/2018)

This town was alive.
This town fell asleep on me.
It doesn’t say a word.
This town is dreaming.

This loud is quiet.
This loud fell asleep on me.
It doesn’t answer calls.
This loud is dreaming.

What’s loud was all soundless.
This place was this town
And it all sounds like dreaming.
I couldn’t believe my eyes.

No common sense,
Or is it all censored?
Everything’s projected.

This place used to jive.
This place fell asleep on me.
It doesn’t dance at all.
This place is dreaming.

This sound was secret.
This sound fell asleep on me.
It doesn’t know it’s heard.
This sound is dreaming.

Picture of Baltimore (4/2018)

Picture of Baltimore (4/2018)

I lost myself in Baltimore.
I went out walking,
My thoughts didn’t carry their own weight.
I thought a walk before the night got going would work.
I walked alone.
Didn’t know where I went.

I had a cup of coffee,
A couple of smokes
And a talk with myself,
But nobody listened.

I went out walking in Baltimore.
One crow in my ears near the park.
It was dark.
I went out walking
And I was already lost.

‘I know I have it within me.
Not sure I can do this without you.’
Angels couldn’t believe the latter.

I remember every turn.
Store. Me. Corner.
You’ll run the show, nobody will know.

You don’t see it.
Take a picture, take it all.

I passed myself sitting on a corner.
Praying for change.
I was out talking to me,
Tearing a hole in my twilight.
Nobody was listening.

Move them slow,
Nobody will know.

I lost myself in Baltimore.
And you just took a picture.