crawl
i ask you
to
say smoke.
you do.
it comes out
in a puff,
between
your lips like ants
spit
out,
curling around the corners
of
the ceiling
until
lights go dark
and
turn off
with laughter.
i say it one more time, asking,
begging
you to take me
with you,
to grow up
safe
in your arms.
Monday, May 31, 2010
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Blue Eyes by Cary Brothers
post
my life arrived
today,
in new york,
in
a big white envelope
with little pink stripes
and a lifetime of
self-sabotage.
now
i am afraid
of
what will come,
what it will bring.
pink
stripes unfold
into clowns
and
big white tents
betray
what i (in faith)
was
trying to say.
my life arrived today,
and
i am far away....
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Blue by Patsy Cline
blues
baby i got
the cobalts, the royals
the navies and the skies,
like
snow
and the bluish tint of daylight
trapped
beneath the sea.
the
ocean breaks with missing you
and
blue is all i have.
your heart,
your eyes,
your soul... i sing them cool
like jazz
in
a smoky little room,
and
i miss you.
i am blue.
baby i got
the cobalts, the royals
the navies and the skies,
like
snow
and the bluish tint of daylight
trapped
beneath the sea.
the
ocean breaks with missing you
and
blue is all i have.
your heart,
your eyes,
your soul... i sing them cool
like jazz
in
a smoky little room,
and
i miss you.
i am blue.
Friday, May 28, 2010
I Still Care For You by Ray LaMontagne
bonsai
like a tree
(we sit), in heat
all twisted and curved
back to ourselves,
in dirt,
without comfort:
with every twist
i say
i love you.
and
we grow backwards
like branches of a tree,
until
they are upside down,
all gnarled
and puckered burlesque bones
like ancient
japanese signs
that say
i
(still) love you, (bonsai)...
because i do.
like a tree
(we sit), in heat
all twisted and curved
back to ourselves,
in dirt,
without comfort:
with every twist
i say
i love you.
and
we grow backwards
like branches of a tree,
until
they are upside down,
all gnarled
and puckered burlesque bones
like ancient
japanese signs
that say
i
(still) love you, (bonsai)...
because i do.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
The Sea by Corinne Bailey Rae
angst
intrepid dancers
leap,
my sandcastles shut down
and
you are left
wanting, shadows
fade
and
seas are just a byproduct
of
wishing (so hard)
your dreams evaporate like cliffs
and
i build new ones,
still ashamed of myself.
i leap
towards ocean,
biting
dust and shaking off (my) sand
between
tides as they come in
to
destroy me
once again...
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Stuck by Norah Jones
baby steps
i mailed (an old pink) letter
to you,
first class
today. i sealed it
with
a mental kiss (and prayed) that
it would
find you well.
i
hope against hope
the post/man
believes
i am old enough
to
be in love with you,
to
give this page to you
with the fervent, youthful wish
for (happy).
it is brand new, this
small pink thing, and
it
sleeps so (sweetly)....
i mailed (an old pink) letter
to you,
first class
today. i sealed it
with
a mental kiss (and prayed) that
it would
find you well.
i
hope against hope
the post/man
believes
i am old enough
to
be in love with you,
to
give this page to you
with the fervent, youthful wish
for (happy).
it is brand new, this
small pink thing, and
it
sleeps so (sweetly)....
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Georgia On My Mind (1955) by Ray Charles
boon
i ask you (for this)
one thing,
that
you love me
(without cause and
without ceasing),
no
matter how long
my
boat stays out
at sea.
i
will give you wind,
i
will give you sail
(if only)
you
promise
to keep me,
and
hold my hand
above water...
i ask you (for this)
one thing,
that
you love me
(without cause and
without ceasing),
no
matter how long
my
boat stays out
at sea.
i
will give you wind,
i
will give you sail
(if only)
you
promise
to keep me,
and
hold my hand
above water...
Monday, May 24, 2010
Sleep All Day by Jason Mraz
moat
money gets lost here,
with me.
we both float
in / these same puddles,
joyless
and fluid, held / up
by only penetrating thoughts
and
as yet
un/realized dreams.
it
eludes me,
sinking
down
just when i reach
my soggy hand
out to fish
for
those green edges...
like
seaweed it floats away,
sodden
as
the water
in which it soaks...
money gets lost here,
with me.
we both float
in / these same puddles,
joyless
and fluid, held / up
by only penetrating thoughts
and
as yet
un/realized dreams.
it
eludes me,
sinking
down
just when i reach
my soggy hand
out to fish
for
those green edges...
like
seaweed it floats away,
sodden
as
the water
in which it soaks...
Sunday, May 23, 2010
You And I Both by Jason Mraz
audit
all (of it), you
got
all of me
this morning,
i drank coffee and
handed
you your keys,
hoping
for something in return
but
all you did was (look at me)
and your eyes
changed colors,
milk
to cream
and
we built this tower
out of
legos.
it
falls down (quickly),
swirling
cream and sugar
in my face,
and
you,
you got all of me.
all (of it), you
got
all of me
this morning,
i drank coffee and
handed
you your keys,
hoping
for something in return
but
all you did was (look at me)
and your eyes
changed colors,
milk
to cream
and
we built this tower
out of
legos.
it
falls down (quickly),
swirling
cream and sugar
in my face,
and
you,
you got all of me.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Can I Stay by Ray LaMontagne
skein
like yarn i unravel
(you pull
one little edge
and
i am broken down,
frayed /
unkempt / and hairy lackluster)
i keep it together.
one tiny snip
and
you could have my heart,
pulling
ends like
spaghetti
and meatballs (i knit sweaters
up
for you) and
this is hard:
making
something out of nothing...
Friday, May 21, 2010
Don't Mind Me, I'm Only Dying Slow by Jackie Greene
jasper
chugging along, i have a thing for lonely trees.
they
grow all
by themselves,
on hills or in the valley
and
i love them (for their
solitary stance).
holding
on, i tread earth
like water / i dig
myself
holes
in shell-shocked mountains,
and
i have a thing for lonely branches.
i like the
hush / they keep
inside
their boughs.
chugging along, i have a thing for lonely trees.
they
grow all
by themselves,
on hills or in the valley
and
i love them (for their
solitary stance).
holding
on, i tread earth
like water / i dig
myself
holes
in shell-shocked mountains,
and
i have a thing for lonely branches.
i like the
hush / they keep
inside
their boughs.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Endlessly by Green River Ordinance
seeds
in paradise
running (through)
strawberry fields, your
mouth
hangs open / hair like horse's tail
flowing
as you run
(fear is just a padlock) and
it
keeps you in.
the pasture / garden / love
beats hard, it runs
fast
(and you) are
right
there with it.
a
horse
in strawberry heaven...
in paradise
running (through)
strawberry fields, your
mouth
hangs open / hair like horse's tail
flowing
as you run
(fear is just a padlock) and
it
keeps you in.
the pasture / garden / love
beats hard, it runs
fast
(and you) are
right
there with it.
a
horse
in strawberry heaven...
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
All My Friends by Amos Lee
horses
i cry (crocodile) tears,
crawling
above everybody
to find you, holding on
with
teeth
(mad as a march hare)
and you go on,
oblivious,
turning stripes like zebras
on
this buffalo chapstick love,
you,
oh,
the zoo (of it all).
it's you
who
creeps beside me
as
i run...
i cry (crocodile) tears,
crawling
above everybody
to find you, holding on
with
teeth
(mad as a march hare)
and you go on,
oblivious,
turning stripes like zebras
on
this buffalo chapstick love,
you,
oh,
the zoo (of it all).
it's you
who
creeps beside me
as
i run...
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
You Got Me by Colbie Caillat
ebb
backlash
against the beach, i am
just a grain of rice
in
an ocean of white sand
pieces (soaring
like open particles in some
deviant spider's web)
and with you
i cover up every
new
soft spot
with a harder case, a shell,
a dynamite sound
that separates me
from
the pack, and (with you)
i
swim against the grain, against
the
realization
that i am
just a piece of sand...
backlash
against the beach, i am
just a grain of rice
in
an ocean of white sand
pieces (soaring
like open particles in some
deviant spider's web)
and with you
i cover up every
new
soft spot
with a harder case, a shell,
a dynamite sound
that separates me
from
the pack, and (with you)
i
swim against the grain, against
the
realization
that i am
just a piece of sand...
Monday, May 17, 2010
Empty by Ray LaMontagne
holdup
fighting this
with all i know,
i fill
the bowl
with troubles
coming
back
to lick the tops (like oreo cookies
i
just dunk everything
in milk, and
it tastes better).
i open
all the cupboards, filing you
in
alphabetical order
by
the bees.
you
(the honey) i
fight you
with all i'm worth...
fighting this
with all i know,
i fill
the bowl
with troubles
coming
back
to lick the tops (like oreo cookies
i
just dunk everything
in milk, and
it tastes better).
i open
all the cupboards, filing you
in
alphabetical order
by
the bees.
you
(the honey) i
fight you
with all i'm worth...
Sunday, May 16, 2010
True by Mike Schmid
c'est la vie
hold (on) little bird,
i hear you.
i hear
(your song)
sing
in the morning
as
the sun comes up.
i hear
(your voice)
call loud and clear, little mocking bird,
rising
like the wind
on this
magnanimous plain,
(your spirit)
talking to the sky.
i hear
(your dreams), little bird.
i greet them
every day...
hold (on) little bird,
i hear you.
i hear
(your song)
sing
in the morning
as
the sun comes up.
i hear
(your voice)
call loud and clear, little mocking bird,
rising
like the wind
on this
magnanimous plain,
(your spirit)
talking to the sky.
i hear
(your dreams), little bird.
i greet them
every day...
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Hummingbird by Never Shout Never
host
the rapidity (of love) i
exit
poste haste,
hands full of you
(fingers outstretched,
clawlike hearts)
and i run
unencumbered
toward this
new (harsh light) toxicity,
dreaming you (not me,
finding every way
to
self-destruct) so
line-less, i go.
stage left.
it
is all i can carry, with me,
your heart, my breath,
our
speed...
toward the end.
the rapidity (of love) i
exit
poste haste,
hands full of you
(fingers outstretched,
clawlike hearts)
and i run
unencumbered
toward this
new (harsh light) toxicity,
dreaming you (not me,
finding every way
to
self-destruct) so
line-less, i go.
stage left.
it
is all i can carry, with me,
your heart, my breath,
our
speed...
toward the end.
Friday, May 14, 2010
Arms Of A Woman by Amos Lee
alias
the sun disapproves / of me
(i say
in my audrey / hepburn voice)
pulling lilies up
like
rain
(bows) i curtsy
to you, and all your genes
oh, wishes spanning
all
seven generations
you.
and me.
like happy
in the wind / ow
how
it burns
my skin / and all your fascinating
trials,
the sun like rain
on
all our backs.
i love / and
yet it disapproves...
the sun disapproves / of me
(i say
in my audrey / hepburn voice)
pulling lilies up
like
rain
(bows) i curtsy
to you, and all your genes
oh, wishes spanning
all
seven generations
you.
and me.
like happy
in the wind / ow
how
it burns
my skin / and all your fascinating
trials,
the sun like rain
on
all our backs.
i love / and
yet it disapproves...
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Lonelily by Damien Rice
albeit
feathers come and feathers go
(the
ghost birds lurk
in places
outside windows, before mornings)
and
you go.
the past
gurgles up, tepid water
(empty cages)
too much food
and a
bath /
the feathers come. (the water
sits alone, waiting
for you while
others sing
and flutter by, but silently
i creep)
they go.
feathers come and feathers go
(the
ghost birds lurk
in places
outside windows, before mornings)
and
you go.
the past
gurgles up, tepid water
(empty cages)
too much food
and a
bath /
the feathers come. (the water
sits alone, waiting
for you while
others sing
and flutter by, but silently
i creep)
they go.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
All The Wild Horses by Ray LaMontagne
compass
i edit my self (pare
my heart
down to shreds,
tossing
whim up to the whim / trying to decide)
which
way to go:
into the east,
the
rising,
the uproarious melting pot / and snow
that
waits for me (again) or
toward the west, where
sunset
tinted earthquakes and
alfalfa covered dreams
flaunt
the unhumid heat
of perpetual summer?
i edit my words,
pare
my dreams down to shreds,
trying
to not be split in half
(by
incongruous dreams)...
i edit my self (pare
my heart
down to shreds,
tossing
whim up to the whim / trying to decide)
which
way to go:
into the east,
the
rising,
the uproarious melting pot / and snow
that
waits for me (again) or
toward the west, where
sunset
tinted earthquakes and
alfalfa covered dreams
flaunt
the unhumid heat
of perpetual summer?
i edit my words,
pare
my dreams down to shreds,
trying
to not be split in half
(by
incongruous dreams)...
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Better Man by James Morrison
stuck
(sticker shock) too heavy
on my mind,
this thing / called love
weighs
me down / oh / so
much, in fact, that
my soul
no longer flies
when they open the door.
i build
my own cage / inside a cage,
enamored by
my obsession
with you
and bound by the edges
of
a sky so blue, so crisp, so hard
it breaks me down.
it holds me in.
it drags me down.
(too much, too much) i paid
for you...
(sticker shock) too heavy
on my mind,
this thing / called love
weighs
me down / oh / so
much, in fact, that
my soul
no longer flies
when they open the door.
i build
my own cage / inside a cage,
enamored by
my obsession
with you
and bound by the edges
of
a sky so blue, so crisp, so hard
it breaks me down.
it holds me in.
it drags me down.
(too much, too much) i paid
for you...
Monday, May 10, 2010
The Nothing Song by Sigur Ros
may day
wrapping ribbons
around our history
(our love)
i let the edges fly
(away),
catch the threads as
they begin to fray
and i
cry, not because
i miss you
but because i found you
and
you didn't found me back.
i wrap
my heart
in fraying yellow ribbon,
finding
ways to keep myself intact
by holding threadbare thoughts
up
to my heart. i wrap
them
in love...
wrapping ribbons
around our history
(our love)
i let the edges fly
(away),
catch the threads as
they begin to fray
and i
cry, not because
i miss you
but because i found you
and
you didn't found me back.
i wrap
my heart
in fraying yellow ribbon,
finding
ways to keep myself intact
by holding threadbare thoughts
up
to my heart. i wrap
them
in love...
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Sleeping to Dream by Jason Mraz
scotch
you cling / to your post
like glue,
like me.
part
of the way we were / remains,
perfect,
in a shape
like a thought bubble / above
your head, beckoning love.
it
was one of those things
that stay / with you / everywhere
you
go, forever, /
and
every time you let go / it clings
a little tighter /
to your skin, ripping
off
the little hairs, braising hearts / and crossing lines...
you cling / to your post
like glue,
like me.
part
of the way we were / remains,
perfect,
in a shape
like a thought bubble / above
your head, beckoning love.
it
was one of those things
that stay / with you / everywhere
you
go, forever, /
and
every time you let go / it clings
a little tighter /
to your skin, ripping
off
the little hairs, braising hearts / and crossing lines...
Saturday, May 8, 2010
When I Call Your Name by Vince Gill
scaramouch
rat-ta-tat tat (you are
a
children's lullaby
in my head, that song
you can't let go,
three mice
evading gravity)
and speckled little frogs
(turn it up),
sing loud, chords
honest . true . blue . un-
ready (for this world),
so
call the moon
down
and
make him listen
(now)....
rat-ta-tat tat (you are
a
children's lullaby
in my head, that song
you can't let go,
three mice
evading gravity)
and speckled little frogs
(turn it up),
sing loud, chords
honest . true . blue . un-
ready (for this world),
so
call the moon
down
and
make him listen
(now)....
Friday, May 7, 2010
Mess I Made by Parachute
whole (ness)
i am the cheerio,
whole
but
not so much (there are pieces missing)
and
i float off alone, clutching
my
life vest,
i
drift
in milk white nothing (i am here,
just waiting for you).
i
see
your heart, i do it good.
i am the cheerio,
whole
but
not so much (there are pieces missing)
and
i float off alone, clutching
my
life vest,
i
drift
in milk white nothing (i am here,
just waiting for you).
i
see
your heart, i do it good.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Bulletproof Weeks by Matt Nathanson
hamlet
(indeed) i hide. my heart
beats
one fragile chamber
(at a time). in miles per second
for millenia. you.
i go back (there). antique stores
and pink
hat feathers (speeding,
chasing cars) and holding on.
for ages.
(most definitely) i hide
my
destination
from you.
(indeed).
(indeed) i hide. my heart
beats
one fragile chamber
(at a time). in miles per second
for millenia. you.
i go back (there). antique stores
and pink
hat feathers (speeding,
chasing cars) and holding on.
for ages.
(most definitely) i hide
my
destination
from you.
(indeed).
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
She Is Love by Parachute
feathers
one (i pluck
each
falling
by my side, fingers nimble
touching solid)
two (and they go, each
before another, falling down
and flying high)
three. (it's done, he loves /
loved me not /
and
that becomes (the end) of it.
plucking
fingers (feathers) petals
off the ground, holding each
after the other
up
to my face (seeing what went wrong) i hold them
beside my cheek.)
soft, soft, red.
three
two
(they smell like you)
one....
one (i pluck
each
falling
by my side, fingers nimble
touching solid)
two (and they go, each
before another, falling down
and flying high)
three. (it's done, he loves /
loved me not /
and
that becomes (the end) of it.
plucking
fingers (feathers) petals
off the ground, holding each
after the other
up
to my face (seeing what went wrong) i hold them
beside my cheek.)
soft, soft, red.
three
two
(they smell like you)
one....
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Lovely by Sara Haze
reach
the blades of your shoulder
fold
under (in places)
like my backyard, the pins
in
your wings
like splinters (under) my skin,
i fly.
so
do you.
the breadth of your jaw
opens
wide (in sections) and
i
keep
my old hand
on
your timid shoulder, just in case.
those blades (upon)
which
you (soar) play
me
hollow as a reed...
the blades of your shoulder
fold
under (in places)
like my backyard, the pins
in
your wings
like splinters (under) my skin,
i fly.
so
do you.
the breadth of your jaw
opens
wide (in sections) and
i
keep
my old hand
on
your timid shoulder, just in case.
those blades (upon)
which
you (soar) play
me
hollow as a reed...
Monday, May 3, 2010
Sleep All Day by Jason Mraz
out of (it)
out of nothing, out
of
no(where) i sleep,
standing
naked in a field of bluebonnets
(in a dream
like clouds
i float) and
every step
falls down
one new stalk,
and
no(body) hears
the little bird
beating his fists on his chest
in
frustration, out of
(happi)ness
he sings, and
i'm just here,
out of nothing, out
of
nowhere...
out of nothing, out
of
no(where) i sleep,
standing
naked in a field of bluebonnets
(in a dream
like clouds
i float) and
every step
falls down
one new stalk,
and
no(body) hears
the little bird
beating his fists on his chest
in
frustration, out of
(happi)ness
he sings, and
i'm just here,
out of nothing, out
of
nowhere...
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Can't Find My Way Home by Mig
dresses
all this (searching) for
an answer, he forgot
who
he was talking to (and)
as i placed
the highest bricks on
tallest towers, i
thought to myself (i wonder)
who he
thinks i am.
it fell down,
alone,
sometime (after we left) but
you
know, it doesn't
diminish
anything
i thought you were...
he knew it
wasn't me,
all along...
all this (searching) for
an answer, he forgot
who
he was talking to (and)
as i placed
the highest bricks on
tallest towers, i
thought to myself (i wonder)
who he
thinks i am.
it fell down,
alone,
sometime (after we left) but
you
know, it doesn't
diminish
anything
i thought you were...
he knew it
wasn't me,
all along...
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Addicted by Charlotte Perrelli
rags
i wear a blue / bonnet
(i keep it
on my head).
the
petals fade
and
stems go sour
(but i keep it)
long / after
it is gone,
simply
because (it) reminds
me of you.
i
wear a blue / buttress
on
my heart,
(i keep it
long / after
(you)
are gone.
i wear a blue / bonnet
(i keep it
on my head).
the
petals fade
and
stems go sour
(but i keep it)
long / after
it is gone,
simply
because (it) reminds
me of you.
i
wear a blue / buttress
on
my heart,
(i keep it
long / after
(you)
are gone.
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