Showing posts from September 15, 2019
Quiet for the Morning It’s quiet these days, awaiting the other shoe’s blues to ring true Me, I sing em too, but softly, like a voice subdued Im glued to the notion that the ripple from the fall will undo The cause and effect, defects, infecting the decisions I always choose But you see right through, a cascade of bruises that are there but don’t show You know how to strike, like a flint skips to lighter fluid, ignites with a hollow glow Feel it deep below my skin, beginning to spread, like flame to fuel, and I know That this quiet is pervasive, contagious, elegiac and abrasive, like rust on the soul I bring nothing to the morning, it’s sun shining brighter in some inside joke The latch on this door, cracked frame, holds nothing in or out, even if its not broke Watch the intense point of the suns rays trigger kindling to simmer and smoke And through these doors, unhinged, I chew heavy on words so as not to choke
Recollection I remember the steady flow rabble rouser battling from head to toe saying set me free but dont let me go hoping the break is clean as the ax is thrown I spark like flint when the pressures on a diamond in the rough, yeah those heads'll nod they know i dont shimmer but im worth bettin on so lay your money down, watch me ramble on a snake in the bush dont have much to say just lie in wait so patiently for his prey hoping a wayward soul will simply lose his way cause when it does man there is no need to pray knelt in the pew, in an empty church my back is bent like a winter birch frozen cold components that i need to nurse but sheltered in the warmth, man it could be worse i could be somewhere lying in a shallow grave so criminal that even the lord won't save the western wind whips striking me like a wave trying to stand, you watch as my body cave the crest of the ridge asks the sun what are you hiding from but soon those shafts of light beamin