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Table
of Contents:
Lantern
A One Ton Scarecrow
Anything But
a Blessing
Unravel
Third Biology
I Missed The Triathlon
Counting Steps
Limits
Poet's Seat
A Mess Indeed
The Weight of Disappointment
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Foundations in Lowell
Lantern
On a hill with the world around us
You reached in and took me there to stay
Now there's no gray
In a house though I'm immobile
When I die that's where I will be still
On the 3rd of July
Lantern Light...water's bright around us.
In a dream of that which was once real. It was once real.
When I drove those two wheels to you
Said, "Goodbye" and, "I'll see you next year. I will be here."
When I split times changed so quickly
You stepped in and walked me back to school
Now cold thoughts chase.
Things were good when I'd come to visit.
You would cook but at night you would pace but there's no race.
Edgartown and I bought you silver
I limped home and you iced my knee
My love degree
When I saved that bird from dying
you and them presented me with gold
and I was sold.
At the play with the wild turkeys
"Much Ado" and laughter with the family.
So happily
A One Ton Scarecrow
Harkens my past I struggle home
[Tried so hard to get ahead]
Cuts me down until I've grown
[Ended up behind instead]
Subsidize my strength the seeds I've sewn
The truth of what I've always known
Disregard the things I've been
[Behind a cool face]
The forty shades of black I've thought
[The color of fate]
Subsidize my mind the things I've seen
The truth of what I've always fought
It's a career I have on loan
[Built from circumstance]
Won't await the seventh sound
[Death of no romance]
Subsidize my roots the trees I've grown
Cover up the fertile ground
Anything But a Blessing
Sitting among his many guests
He had a drink to pay witness
Thoughts began to overcome
Claustrophobic In his head
his new path
Encompassing his every breath
Smoke on unwashed cotton clings
Anything but a blessing
Forming in the morphosis
His unrest.
The regrets do take hold
Like a Jellyfish
On the leg of a child
Starving longing to go back...to go back
But now it's gone.
Unravel
Why can't I stop the flow
Now that you're so low
There's blood on the sheets
And it's cold in your room.
I wrecked my car that night when I left
My nose was bleeding just like yours was this afternoon
I walked home and I cried on the ground.
Outside the house when no one was home.
Telling myself, "It's not fair... oh it's not fair."
As I walk to the bathroom to clean the blood from my hands
that hold you like your's did. Singing me songs and catching me when I
fall
And I will. You know I will.
With no-one to catch me, no one to catch me when I fall.
Can you here us lamenting at our loss?
Can you here us descending in the dark?
Standing here preventing our demise.
I recall the night when I left.
I told you I loved you,
you told me you loved me.
"You're a good kid," she said, oh last she said.
Wanting to do so.
Unraveling as we go.
Third Biology
When there used to be more before
the Massachusetts State I'm in
There was this a blissful promise
To herald out Darkened Corners...
Found with a forgery
It's closed and locked inside of me
Where's innocense and power
to never fear what you hear or a memory?
If I had my mother's druthers
an even keeled life I'd lead
When younger days were simple
and clearer thoughts could be...
Made with a foundary
forged and sold insode of me
Where's innocense and power
to never fear what you hear or a memory?
Third Biology; my theory...
When I climbed the trees in April
and rose above the circumstance
In the backyard sunset violet
never to discover in the place I hid...
From what seemed to me
to be a small town galaxy.
Where's innocense and power
to never fear what you hear or a memory
I Missed The Triathlon
If I figure out
Why I push you out
It doesn't revolve around me
We can work it out
like we worked it in
even though it shouldn't be work
And your friends say,
even I say,
that you can do better
If it turns around
because I turn it around
then we can do better
By the time you hear this
I've already progressed
since I've cleaned up my mess
I don't know how much I
can stress that why
distress has gone to right
Now it's us at stake
because of my mistake
for not treating you better
Now I decide
that I'll abide
by the fix I choose tonight
Counting Steps
200 feet away from me
and you just left someone new
standing at 200 feet
away, what will you do
no will turn back around
and travel back that far
and now I see 300 feet
away awaits the next
you're too tired,
and your energy's gone
it's easier to stay the course
...not obsession, just
not forgetting your
motivation is
not upsetting, but
where do you expect to find
yourself once you get there
now at one more hundred feet
away and counting steps
the path back here is not so bad
you've traveled it before
I'll clear the vines and brambles if you'll
travel it once more
not obsession, just
not forgetting, your
intentions still unknown
Limits
The only obvious concern
in terms of basic perception
is to find
similarly experienced
multitalented and the same
background
It’s the most extreme performance
exploring limits pushing
them further on
On the edge midway between
the limits of this problem
with no resolution
The most remarkable aspect
of this voyage
is finding a route
Human atmosphere is more
extreme than you would know by
limits of pain
You descend upon the siren
trying to become sober
with hesitation
The only obvious comparison
is to the one you left before
Poet’s Seat
Lying awake,
thinking about what you said that day
about a house out west
you and I and all the leaves are changing
I would like to be
in that place but it’s so far away
But I
know that it’s not soon
why do I
never think to give up on this
trying away
hoping you’ll decide to stay I’m
trying away
House in the woods
you and I and all the snow outside
lying in bed
wishing we would never have to leave
Do I
never stop seeing us in
that place
where you stood up on that bridge and
almost falling off
riding in your car to Poet’s Seat
in the place
where I fell in love with you
Lying awake,
thinking about what you said that day
I can almost see
you coming home into that house to stay
A Mess, Indeed
A mess, indeed
is love, agreed
My heart, a string
played hard, breaking
I knew a man,
he told me wait
Not now, wait more
and he, adored
So wait, did I
and wait some more
Until I tired
the wait, a bore
And never did
he come back home
I fell asleep
and woke, alone
The Weight of Disappointment
All the wasted time
always unwinding
altogether fine
for now
Somewhere divided sides are centering
keeps me in line
To a fragile peace
unfocused, but divine
from a muted haze
back to life
Somewhere divided sides are centering
keeps me aligned
An apathetic breath
over and over
Swerve to sever lines from
the weight that pulls me down
toward unconscious fall
Stumble through the harshness of light
slipping on the walk
sink into a deep unrest
Falling to the ground from
the weight that pulls me down
crash into a wall
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The first of light he's gone today
the same tomorrow, the same yesterday
his wife grows old while he’s away
but present for glimpses of time
Through the sweat over his eyes
blurry vision starts to rise
slow enough not to realize
it’s his children in disguise
Toil through the task at hand
escaping dream a field of sand
through the anger and frustration
dutifully enraptured is a man
To the victor go the spoils
you never thought that you could win
the hour you thought that you had built
a world of soap when you clocked in
That someone used till it was gone
now there’s a dirt pile in your yard
to bury those of past neglect
to late to wash it from the walk
now stack the foundation on that
too late to retrieve the remains
don’t make this one from sticks or hay
to kill the wolf in days of gray
Feet per second ratio
accelerating toward the show
of hands that grasp the meaning of
the here and now for those who know
Foundations in Lowell Planting seed for Carnations
that will bloom while he's away
Apple cores and taxi phone calls
entertained in their day
Set them down,
walk away
let others pick up the slack
pull their weight.
So you never got to meet Jackie
but at least you got to see her style
Winter days, 1960s
draped in white, down the aisle
On the porch
while Thunderbirds fly
Watergate
breaking in July
Mercury rising in Lowell
all their troubled times take their toll
Mercury rising in Lowell
All his travel time takes its toll
Gather up all your woes
it's not impossible to revive
Carnations in fall
Troubled thoughts on your mind
close your eyes and you won't
find them at all
So gather strength to take it on
it's not impossible to revive
Carnations in fall
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