Friday, June 30, 2023

A Week of Love Songs

 "Do you re member me?"- J. Scott



what did you think would happen-

you got me listening to these songs of love and longing, 

so I can practice my Jill Scott.


Its Love, The Way ect ect 


How am I not suppose to think of you,

listening to love songs over and over 

(Crimson and Clover)


You are not even gonna take me-

Are you?


Week full of love songs.

You'd say that's My problem.

but you know, it's now Yours too. 


A week full of love songs...

Sing them to me-

I want to sing them to you.



Crumble

You've been leaving 

crumbs 

hoping I'll starve.


But 

I was 

already left for dead.

(By you. Before.)


Your crumbs 

will not sate the hunger-

(The hunger is just always there)


No

your crumbs are just enough 

to keep me alive,

for now.


Just enough

to collect 

over time 

and 

lay them on the ground 

when 

the day  comes, 

you lead me into that dark haunted forest.

The darkest forest-

(the one with sexy witch in a spooky dress 

who lives in the candy house)


[why can’t you see she 

Does Not

Love you.


It’s the spooky dark 

Forest 

For 

the 

Trees


And with those crumbs,

I can 

find my way 

maybe back home,

maybe to you, 

maybe one 

and the same.


Erica with Bangs


 Honey 

I'm here to think about her,

Drink-

Sing into this microphone

to strangers.

Get it out-

(one way or another)

Erica is rockin out-

you keep dancing with 

fury of youth.


Your energy rocks louder than 

any voice in this dive.


I tell you: you are my rock and roll hero.

I hug my rock and roll hero. 


She's got bangs. She would 

wouldn't she.

(Who lets babies into bars )

This song is for some other.

 but-

Stick around and clap for us, Erica with bangs.

Rock out  

I see you. 

Wednesday, June 28, 2023

The Return of The Nefarious X

 Look up there!


In the shawdows-

The streets-

There is 

Danger.


Look up there!


There was …

in

The shawdows-

On the roof,

Of that building. 


I saw him there!

There -

it’s the Nefarious X!


The

Nefarious X

is back 

Motherfuckers!

Beware-


The Night is mine 

To claim-

Criminal underworld 

Beware!


Liars, Cheaters and Garbage people 

Beware!


If these words don’t knock you out

With  a KAPOW

These fists 

Will…

Tuesday, June 13, 2023

Andrew Dreams of Trains


(From the Getaway Series)



His eyes go wide 

with the love for trains.


He can't hide it.

Enthusiasm  is contagious-

Clack Clack Clack

and in the background-

there is the sound of the ocean tide.


Ah little one 

(Le Petit Prince) 

Standing behind your mother 

Like a light house guiding you

in this life.

Keeping you safe.


You peek 

as she stands proud and 

one day you will want to go see where the trains go-

move from behind your mother,

but that is someday-

 

Brave little guy

Born curious always akin "why"?,

(Don't worry kid even I'm still askin "why")


You love the trains

and like a train one day

 love will take you

where need go. 

You were born brave, 

well maybe not quite born brave-

No, no you get that from your mother.





Monday, June 12, 2023

No the Jeff Buckely Version

(From the Getaway series)


There

in that old room of yours-

the music that played 

was the sound 

of youth.

I was so young, careless and clueless 

about who you were-

how much you would stay a part of me.

"But you don't really care for music do you?"


There

in that room 

mattress on the floor listening to your music collection-

 Grant Lee Buffalo-

Hefner-

 The Replacements-

(and I thought I was cool).


But

it was the  sad songs

that were answered prayers from a god 

who hadn't been pickin up in a while.


You'd play Jeff Buckley- 

 

Hallelujah would 

flood your room 

No Ark 

No dove 

No olive branch of forgiveness 


We drown in 

the sound of man with the voice like golden halo of light 

proclaiming thou shalt weep for love one day-

(and that day will comes for all)


It filled the room  like the light of a candle 

 inside of the ribs

filling us up

overflowing in you

illumining your great blue eyes.

 

It feels like love, 

and its evil twin

at the same time.


"And all I ever learned from love was how to shoot 

somebody who outdrew you."


the sad ones

Hallelujah 

the sad ones-

the ones I would played with you there

the ones I would play even after you were no longer there.


 Here

 in this room the song plays 

again after so long and the room is empty 

Here

even with the one 

who brought me back-

(even with her here)

Here

the 

room is empty

smaller 

cold 

and dark 


The song shines again

a halo 

a halo

singing

"love is not a victory march,

Its a cold and broken Hallelujah"


The people in this room

disappear

she disappears 

and for moment we are perfect 

in your room again.


You sing into my ear again.