I see you’ve been obsessing again Scratching at your skin How did you know? Answering the darkness Sheets crackle Hallways filled with static Floorboards don’t support They creak and moan Ghosts grab at your feet Wake and there’s nothing left No false hopes No longer the next one in line For the fairground attraction You’ve waited all [Continue]
All my days start with waking From some insurmountable place The top of a tree in my old neighborhood A Plantation house in the south, standing on the roof Looking down at the streets I don’t recall anymore Seeing myself as the younger man I no longer relate to Drop me off in my old town The streets not the way I remember [Continue]
Wait, wait. I can’t wait anymore. Can’t cut it back once it’s overgrown Swimming in the stereo sound I know it’s over The tender years of fast cars Late last summer on the wet road The all day rain and the warm feeling underneath the car Telling you there’s a beast in there somewhere Underneath the asphalt The twenty five year [Continue]
Waking up to the cold deep inside My consciousness floating over pits of despair Looking down at who I was before And where I am headed today Cup of steam in my hand Warm at the bus stop if I can lean in Staring down at the liquor bottles from the night before I wonder what he was thinking, sitting here before [Continue]
