Dank moth on the periphery a distraction
Focus could recover identity but
The sky drops cold with weight of evening
And heels scuffle slow black water.
Tormenting face in the lake, undrowned,
Returning gaze distorted through water
A risk beneath the surface, an impulse to respond
Liminal recognition of moth as movement
Chased in accumulating black water
Layout of the streets returns in desperation
Tired beyond stamina, one foot follows the other
Bullet passing through water, refracting
No fix’ed point upon which to pause
I shot him. Shot the bullet refracted
Through black water, in generalized anger
Distracted by the moth, or precise calculation
1 year ago
Feel lonely when I’m with myself and you
Don’t like some of the things that you do
Need more time to be by myself
Think I could do better for myself
Years go by like hours, days go by like flies
All I do is sit around and listen to my lies
All I do is sit around and listen to myself
All you do is sit around and listen to yourself
Why did I eat that poison, dear
d / f# / g# / f#
d / f# / g# / f#
d# / c#
d / f# / g# / f#
1 year ago
I see you on the street you always turn away
I think that you exist but day by day
You’re more a memory and less of a curse
I will chauffeur your love hearse
E / A / B / G / D / B / G / D / E / A
1 year ago
Circles encircle we at the core
I’d be remiss if I didn’t kiss you more and more and more
The only thing worse than being alone
Is being alone with you
Women are widowed, children orphaned
But no one cares when the music starts to move
Because the only thing worse than being alone
Is being alone with you
Kissing on the dance floor the whole night through
It doesn’t matter if you cry yourself to sleep
Doesn’t matter if you keep your feelings deep
Because the things we try so hard to get right
End up never mattering anyway
And so there’s just no further reason to stay
Circles encircle …
Kissing on the dance floor …
1 year ago
Like a boy on the lake in this blue boat for hours he’s just left the shore and is heading back with more fish than yesterday He must have been gone a long time for his partner has no memories only lonliness except for the fish, now leaving for the lake
E / D / B / A / E
1 year ago
Seeds planted last summer, untouched by the sun,
Bilge and balast meet the caulking of the basement wall.
Overhead a dragon fly skims a fetid swamp,
Mud caked boots and dirty streets, smell of sewage, moss and peat,
I don’t think this summer is ever going to come.
Take a breath of open air, turpentine and pollen
Lay my head upon your breast; brother’s out the wheat is set.
I don’t think this summer is ever going to come.
By the time that work is done, my legs too tired to reach your flat
My lips too tired to meet your kiss, I think this summer’s out of reach.
I don’t think this summer is ever going to come.
Key of A
1 year ago
C6/D/Bflat Maj7th dim5th (basically taking the three points of an a-chord on the guitar and playing them in the 5th, 7th and 3rd fret instead of the 2nd)
A/E/C/D/A
Woke up this morning in a stupid, cardboard house.
Words come back to haunt me: the words that built this house.
I need to get out.
I didn’t mean to paralyze improvement in your soul.
Didn’t mean to build a dream that leaves me no control.
It’s the worst thing I have done. X4
Somewhere there’s a child and he has stolen my face.
We got careless; he’s gone but taken my place.
It’s the worst thing I have done. X4
<instrumental bridge>
Well into the evening, I watch the moon raise high.
I’ll hang a noose from the moon and watch all my dreams die.
It’s the worst thing I have done. X4
1 year ago
C/D Min; F - Bflat;Aflat;Eflat;F
We used to walk down city streets
Half the street shaded by buildings
You would walk in the light
Dirty city air made you depressed
(or) I couldn’t love you enough
It turned me mad
Half the street shaded by building
You would walk in the light
I’m gone now, but she’s not alone
I’m sure on a Sunday, the air hot and dirty
She and her lover walk in the light
1 year ago
