for the fakers

and wouldn't i find it

in a tree, next to me

always the wrong decisions

and you are always leaving

we are always leaving

too much to get close

i am always leaving

i would love you i would

i would love you if i could

for all the fakers

i am the worst of the game

i'll sell you nickels in a shoe box

i'll tie one over and make you cry

i don't even know what i'm doing

anymore

i don't know who you are

i don't know if you even exist

all that i wish for

is a clean slate

every day carrying the past

leave it at the door

each day we are new

each day we are born again

free each day from

that which came before

let it go

i'm not asking you to pay attention

or to even listen

2010

unconvincing

and it's words we'll never say

and i want you away

i want you on your way

it's not that i don't love you

it's that i don't know where to start

i'd cried once already over your heart

the one that isn't

you are my one and only

my one that isn't

1/31/10

Welded by Her Light

Her light was tragic

Westerly and gravity

Shook down to her magic

Shook sincerely

And hate was love’s forgiveness

Over and again, He

He, Her given

Upon to their light

And his words were hers; tragic

Through their eyes we could see,

See the still in me.

My Lou battled her struck wonder

Asked of him nothing

And locked door to the other

Again her noiseless triumph

Shanked a fail safe

Constant in her wanders

Constant in her dress

He would sigh as skin pressed

He would sigh wordless

As earth after earth empties

Here

Welded by her light,

Welds by the way she wanders.