“Daniel”
The sound of my name,
when you spoke it in rapture,
haunts me to this day.
The sound of my name,
when you spoke it in rapture,
haunts me to this day.
Departing the crumbing tower,
the wanderer walks into the wilderness
and finds peace as a lover unbroken
beneath ten heavy stars.
The sudden darkness:
a midday thunder storm or
empty promises?
Your name,
our first kiss,
the first time we made love.
Your home,
your family,
the way they treated me.
Your apartment,
the drive there,
all the times you weren’t available.
Your tears,
my disappointment,
and the last time that we fought.
The sickness returns
bringing with it maladies
to lay me down low…
But I have found Salvation
within these little blue pills.
When others talk, they talk about people
because they know people.
I talk about clouds
and I think that’s the difference between us.
While they keep their minds
on the realities of the world,
my eyes keep drifting up
in a daydream daze.
Because I’m still wondering
if that firebird I saw flying into the sun
the week before the Iraq war
meant something.
Rain…fall…
Slow~ly~
If only you’d stop,
if on~ly.
Rain…fall…
Dee~per~
Chilling my bones,
you creep~er.
Rain..fall..
Qui~cker.
The wetter the roads,
the sli~cker.
Rain..fall..
Down~ down.
Flooding the rivers,
drowning the town.
Rain. Fall.
To~night.
Swallow the world
and swallow~ the light.
Charging forward undeterred,
a locomotive will;
screaming down the steely tracks:
a warhorse off to kill.
But Sleipnir’s stalwart progress,
which lead to victory,
was remembered by his victims
quite in infamy.
Cupcakes
Soft, moist
Making, baking, icing
Best Sunday afternoon ever
Preparing, selling, helping
Kind, gracious
Treats