Tuesday, September 21, 2010

lavender bee

loose ends, old friends

Thursday, December 10, 2009

is gonna talk shit, until he means it.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

i might be
looking for
something
invisible

i might be
looking at
something
invisible

i might be
listening for
something
inaudible

i might be
listening to
something
inaudible

i might be
waiting for
something
impossible

i might be
waiting and
something
impossible

Monday, November 16, 2009

Spider and Fly

Oh no!
Said the spider the fly
you got caught up
now it's time to die
so say your prayers and close your eyes
but hurry up because their isn't too much time
because once my mouth starts to drip
you better love every tick and tock,
but please don't talk too much
it makes it better for the both of us

Hold on! Don't eat me just yet!
I know, you don't want to hear me beg..
but I got too many reasons to live
I got a baby mama wife
and three baby little kids
you should really hear me out
and I will tell you what I found
In a hole deep in the ground
treasure beyond measure you'll see
I will show you if you set me free

Come on Fly, you must joking!
You'll slip away as soon as I'm not looking

***more

Monday, August 31, 2009

My my my my

Well I am pleased to meet your acquaintance
for the first time since you left
I still remember the dress you wore
when you looked surprised, and said "whatchya doing here?"

Well Iv'e bee hanging my head
In the space beneath my bed
And I have made friends with the dark
Because I can't see where you are

Out of sight,
Out of my my my my

Paper trails and perfume notes
All go up in a cloud of smoke
Ashes come as ashes go
but the embers burnt my double tongue

Well I buried that bone
beneath the willow tree
and it's been many a moon
and now it's back to bother me

Out of sight,
Out of my my my my

And Mono Lisa plagiarized,
the perfect brown of your brown eyes,
the subtle sin of olive skin,
You caught me throw me back again

Oh when I lie well I lie low
beneath the truth were it shows
And I'll take thirsty and blind
before I drown again in your brown eyes

Out of sight,
Out of my my my my

Out of sight,
Out of my my my my

Monday, August 24, 2009

I wish I could buy you time of day, so you could spend it all on me, and you could still have your space.