Saturday, July 5, 2008

1986

He's coming to this world
Without a hand to catch
Sneezes softly
In his blanket
Oh what a simple face
Woven softly in the womb
I saw it happening
I saw his eyes go brown
When his fingers formed
I already knew the words
They would form
Oh so many words

Now he's here with me
I think him as I bleed
Along with many others
And all their suffering
I breathe in lust
For he could not take it
Even in his dreams
He cannot bear this weight
So I must go
And take my place
Trusting in my Father
He'll find what this is for

I died for him
I died for Christopher

2008

Hey!
Oh how I have hoped for you
How's it going?
My God, you're so beautiful
You want to see my house?
I can't stop staring at you
Have a seat, I'll get some drinks.
Maybe wait to start the movie
Sorry no one else is here.
More room on the couch for us
I can't believe you haven't seen this!
I want to hold your hand
"It's goddamn freezing on this beach!"
I want to hold your hand
"I don't constantly talk!"
I want to hold your hand
"I'm just...happy. I've never felt that before."
I just want to hold your hand
Do you need to go?
Please don't go. Please not yet!
I'll see you later
I'll call tomorrow, okay?
Bye...
...sweet heart

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

2005-2006

People passing
Pushing pencils
Advertising
Halving prices
Here it goes
I missed the war
But pay the price
In solid oil

The city's cold
Clean, fresh snow
I bite my lip
Hold my tongue
Fashion, fashion
For Monday's ration
My clothes are old
I'm still alone

"Can we go?"
I ask the air
But no one's home,
No one's home.
I feel a chill
My tongue is froze
Leave me alone
No one's home.