The Beached Whale

I don’t want a soul mate, I want a total stranger
I want to reach across the stellar chasm of anonymity to a world of veils, masks and painted faces
And find another person there
I want to bond two quarks completely foreign to each other
To start new
To defy fate
To divide by zero
And let the magic dissipate
Let the color dry to stale white
And fuck all the angels
I don’t need them casting charms against my sails
I don’t need reminders that God is real, that life’s not mundane
I don’t need to be happy, successful or sane
I don’t want it
I want to be a warrior in a crowded death museum with paintings of old wisemen smirking from a joke you wouldn’t understand
I want to be an ugly weed stripped to withering stem by herbicide
The one that still grows
I want to be the point zero one percent of germs that survive antibacterial soap
I want to be the gas leak in a bankrupt bar caused by an “accident” that leaves the broke owner with an insurance check
I want to explode
I want to be discarded teeth, a bit of ear left bleeding on the ring
I want to be the fight between the weirdest geek in school and the jock boyfriend of his crush
I want to be the child’s shoe locked on the gas pedal of a car speeding to the hospital, eyes barely able to see over the steering wheel, the younger sibling struggling in the back seat to keep breathing
The cancer that grows in your belly telling you you’ll never have children and pushing you puking tumor juice through the gateway to heaven
The dream of riches that comes to mind when investing in a Ponzi scheme
I want to be the tv show running another season after the title character quit to do features
The house on a vacant street that just went for sale
The song of a beached whale
The teeth that tear your leg like sweet release when a bear trap’s caught your paw
The rocking shell of a top-turned turtle cooking in the sun
Defeated but never quite done
I want to grab a boulder by the balls and make my climb humming rock songs like a true Sisyphus
But I won’t buckle and let it drop
No, I’ll push it off

An Ocean bound Experiment (part 1)

The Parasitic Egg lay in my Brain

I can’t stand to live in my head these days
But the locks on these doors refuse to break
It’s a shallow circus / of rotting lurkers / waiting with pokers
to push my presence off a cliff

Rolling a boulder up a hill
Trying to pin it on top and keep it still
Worn out text book / Thrift store jacket / Recycled plastic
And I can’t count all the things I miss

It’s all museums in my brain
It seems these thoughts will never change
And every layer / That’s peeled away / Leaves me in shame
My pale skin burns in the sky

You have no idea with it’s like
What I called real left me behind
I’d rather stay here / Drowning in water / I won’t go farther
It’s just me here with my lie

And I know that door’s not really locked
I barred it down and made a wall
Left me sleeping / Left me sunken / Keeps me dreaming
It’s my drunken parasite

Been told since birth that I was blind
Never knew I could open my eyes
So much beauty / I have a million / Unanswered questions
I left God for in the mail

Hard to admit I’m scared to die
I’d die twice before meeting your eyes
And though it hurts me / I’m not afraid now / So come back in here
I can stare you in the face

How I love to make mistakes
Why should something be made if it can’t break?
You know I’m sorry / But I’m trying harder / I’m still not sharper
All I do makes more decay

I’d do it right with one more try
But this world works in real time
And all my grace / All goes to waste / I have no chance
Where is God with my reply?

So leave my body on the ground
Name forgotten, memory drowned
There’s nothing left / We’re here by ourselves / Nothing else lasts
And all my questions were declined


Chemical Conclusion

She looks out a window in her eyes
To a microscape that she’s too big to fit in
A little world too small to have a name
And as she looks closer she decides
That she wants to get an invitation
To perform a song for this domain

And she decides
that she’s gonna find a way to shrink her size
So she can meet
All the little people that she sees
And they see her
Reflected through their optic mirrors
Walking down a street
Looking for someone who wants to meet
But no one’s coming out
No one wants to think about
A place out there
Where giants roam around the air

So she goes home to the place inside
To her body’s chemical conclusion
A place too big to have a name
A speckle in the iris of her eyes
And the people hear her play some music
So they cut their little ears off in disdain

So she decides
She’ll grab a drum and beat it loud enough
That they can choke
On the rhythm pulsing from their little guts
And they’ll hear her play
The sound will pound their heads buried in the ground
Because she needs
To play her music
And she doesn’t care
About a place where giants fly the air


Satan Loves You

I was walking along a road
With those warm coals under my toes
And I know he knows I know
Oh yeah it’s him
Satan loves you more than Jesus can

And I bend over to look at a girl’s
Butt hanging out of her skirt
And I’m sure as I watch her look back
Satan’s back
And he loves you more than Jesus can

While I sit playing poker with no chips
And my friend looks away so I take his
Then the dealer winks cause he understands
Oh you know
Satan loves you more than Jesus can

When I die and I fall below and I fry
At least I know I won’t have to sit in the sky
And hear you talk about how good you’ve all been
That’s how I know
Satan loves you more than Jesus can


Doused Lantern

I finally see the stars unfold the night
It took so long to escape these city lights
I wonder how much longer is the drive
Before I escape these thoughts of you and I

I’m not upset but my head is stuck
On the wish that we’d never met
So my tank’s dead, my tires raw
Just go away now, just please be gone

I lived so close to the waterfall
But I never bothered to look at it at all
And the state they came they built a dam
Now it’s gone and I’ll never have the chance

And I’m sorry that I was so loud
We got buried by an avalanche
Just accept what’s happened now
Cause you’ll never change the past

I parked my car at the edge of the sea
Laid down on the sand and had a dream
A table lay arrayed with my insides
A flock of eagles sat around and dined

But I didn’t care, no I was fine
A hollow body makes a simpler life
Sticks and timbers were stitched into my skin
And thick with embers was the air I breathed in

And you can never doubt yourself
We live a life of accidents
Just accept what you’ve become
You’ll never find that form again

And I ignited like a bottle rocket
Split to bits so small I couldn’t find them
Now they’re carried in the gentle wind
Off to find undiscovered lands

I awoke and I left the beach
Leaving behind all of those pieces of me
The sun was born on the baby dawn
So go away now just please be gone



Later to the World

Let me take you by the smile
And lead you somewhere no one’s been before
We’ll leave our clothes off for a while
Let the tide float us gently passed the shore
Touch my fingers and forget
There was somewhere else we lived before
Forget the people that we’ve met
We don’t need them, don’t want to see them anymore
They never once believed in us
So far we’ve made it fine all by ourselves
So I’ll hold your hand and smile
And softly hum the sound of wedding bells

I couldn’t ask for more
Than to leave this place, escape with you
And float along the shore
To find somewhere completely new
The waves rock back and forth
Like hands massaging sand beneath our feet
It’s all we once prayed for
A place simpler than humanity

Listen to the breeze now
Underneath are seas of sounds
Listen to me now
This place is real in our minds
We’ll get there some how
Cause I feel the waves touch my
Fingers and I forget
There was ever somewhere else but here
My mind is so clear now
Without the real world to pester it

I couldn’t ask for more
Than to leave with you, escape this place
And float along the shore
While our old world disintegrates



Crawl Aboard the Mole Machine

the Floor beneath my feet
feels Stranger at this speed
and i Look out the window
and See the little moles
with All their fragile goals
they Grabbed with all their hope
Dreams they’d never know
don’t Ever let them go
but as Every breath is pulled
this Train gathers more steam
and the People that came with me (it would seem)
Got off at the last station

and Soon they would repeat
their Thumping little beat
and they Sigh with all their might
to each Other they would pray
a wish toGether they had made
as a Family live each day
on the Things each got and gave
they Wished their world could change
to a More beautiful place
in this World they planned to make (out of love)
it was plenty to be thankful

they’d Grown so sick of greed
that they Cast out all their things
when their Needs became disease
but they Found themselves a cure
they Built themselves a world
rich with Adolescent dreams
a founDation of light beams
but their Dreams would fade away
because They were too afraid
that the Beauty they had made (with all they could)
wouldn’t be appreciated

my Stop passed me long ago
but I’m Not worried cause I know
no Matter where I go
my Heart will be my home
and i Swore I’d live each day
only On what I got and gave
cause i Wish this world would change
to a More beautiful thing
and I confuse my dreams (with real life)
But I prefer my mind’s vacations

Desolate

I want to build an island with my salty blood and live there
Make a fire and burn the trees down until it’s desolate
Haunt a cave with my inner demons and storm the beach with my latent fears
I want to live where boats can’t sail
The radar misses it
A volcano built it, never noted by geologists or marine biologists or environmentalists
And it sat there collecting seeds of many kinds
Some nice and some just parasites
And it grew trees, moss, mushrooms, rats, bushes and weeds
And it grew me

This island made from mud, from my salty blood
And I decided to hide it so no boat could find it
And I decided it wasn’t worth it to write HELP on the beaches
Or burn black smoke for the airplanes and rescue procedures
I decided I didn’t care to tell anyone where I was going
Nor tie my boat down to keep it from drifting
No, now it’s just me and my gentle breezes
And my frightful storms that scare the beaches
And my white fire burns wet wood like coals
And my hidden talents creep in termite thickened logs
I save them for when my scuttling beach hugging luncheons have all been plundered of their meat
I save them for after the storms cast away the last of my precious, milky, motherly coconuts
After the hot sun has left the breeze stale and my fires have burned down all the trees
And I realize there’s no one to hear my cries now, my boat’s drifted off and no one knows I’m here
And I’m left desolate

But I feel that breeze again
And the critters creep from their hollowed logs, fat from larvae and all sorts of little things that burrowed deep beneath
And as they fed on my secrets, I feed on them, digest my demons and excrete angels that sweep my ash and pack it down to paper then fold it up and mix in sand until they've built a sail
And I set off again, to another unknown island

We are people

Ask me what makes someone a person
Ask me what talents someone needs to deserve dignity and respect
To avoid cruelty, captivity and shame
To have their time, to be listened to
And have their rightful claim upon the world.
Opposable thumbs? Flapping gums?
Is it buildings and telephones and satellites and photographs?
Or killings and megaphones and conquerers and holocausts?
Or gossip, envy, curses, and swear words like nigger and lies and ads on TV?
Or art, beauty, culture, feelings like love and poems and paintings and ancient mysteries?
I don't know what makes you a man, but I had an idea one day while I cried
“This is what makes you a man,” I thought with surprise
"This is what makes you a person," I said and I saw
Tears swelling from heart to heart as people stood tall

For What It's Worth

I know I can't love you
I know I'm not supposed to care
And that's okay, I can let you go
My burning heart can cool
And mostly I'm still happy
You're over me, it's that simple
You were never under, actually
Even if once you were slightly into me
You found bigger fish to hunt
And sure it hurts my pride, I thought I was the best
And I feel every droplet of resentment trickle through me
But its waning, besides honestly I mostly feel amazing
And I'm sure someday I'll meet someone new
And this time I'll be smooth, witty and cool
And I won't say any of that stupid shit I said to you

But honestly I can't stop loving you
I'll always care
So for what it's worth, please
For me, always remember
No matter if the world's turned its back on you
And you feel lonely and unloved
One person misses you
One person woke up this morning and thought of you
One person longs to hear your voice
One person wants to know how your day went
One person would do anything for you
Even pretend he doesn't care
Just so you can let him go guilt free

And when you feel lost and worthless
Betrayed or away from your best friends
Left abandoned to yourself or plagued by pain again
Don't forget I'm here, and I still care
I give good hugs, I say nice things
And I can't stand to see you hurt
I'll ease your suffering, I'll share your joy
And even if the world won't lift a finger
Just to give you something to hold on to
Then I'll hoist the fucker on my shoulders
And carry it around with you

Liquid Nebula

We are whispering leaves
We are snowflakes grazing autumn roads
To prepare the world for our winter snows
We are golden dreams
Stars wound in galaxies
We are dying, we are free
We are liquid nebula
We are fallen sons
We are dying suns
We are lost inside ourselves
Waiting for when spring will come

From the sky above me, the liquid nebula
A diamond fell before me while I tracked through mud
And it glowed
Sent tremors through my soul
Then slipped through cracks in my opened palm
And hit the mud below
And for a hundred weary lives I dug
But it could not glitter through the mud

And I'm a fallen son
And I'm a dying sun
So lost inside myself
I don't see the whispering leaves
And I forgot my golden dreams
For a hundred weary lives I dug
But it would not glitter through the mud
And I could not look up to see
A hundred million diamonds raining down on me

If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda

I stumbled upon this

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine