Thursday, March 30, 2006
Swimming to the surface (and other ways of drowning)
when i emerged from breathlessness my face was painted
all the pores blocked up and scales over my eyelids
trying to decipher whether all reaction is a coverup
but today my lungs are filled with the good oxygen
i've been lost inside another's skin for the last month or so
it has been glorious, it has been arduous, it has been lovely
my brain tricked my body into fear... fear of ceasing and rest:
i bit like a lion, slept in danger, drank courage, spewed loss
& now i lie with the lamb
when i emerged from selfishlessness my ears were hurting
all sound blending into one scream of undesperation
trying to decipher whether all reaction is a coverup
but today i am filled with all of yesterday's fireflies
taken flight into a night not found within the moon's walls
it will be tremendous, it will be harsh, it will be lovely
my body tricked my brain into belief... now i taste the night:
like thunder and rain, a dark cracked root, iron in the blood
& all the love i've given
all the pores blocked up and scales over my eyelids
trying to decipher whether all reaction is a coverup
but today my lungs are filled with the good oxygen
i've been lost inside another's skin for the last month or so
it has been glorious, it has been arduous, it has been lovely
my brain tricked my body into fear... fear of ceasing and rest:
i bit like a lion, slept in danger, drank courage, spewed loss
& now i lie with the lamb
when i emerged from selfishlessness my ears were hurting
all sound blending into one scream of undesperation
trying to decipher whether all reaction is a coverup
but today i am filled with all of yesterday's fireflies
taken flight into a night not found within the moon's walls
it will be tremendous, it will be harsh, it will be lovely
my body tricked my brain into belief... now i taste the night:
like thunder and rain, a dark cracked root, iron in the blood
& all the love i've given
Friday, March 17, 2006
Happy Saint Pat's
i'll write more when i wake up
busier than an itai on Colombus Day
goodnight tullamore
busier than an itai on Colombus Day
goodnight tullamore
