Bittersweet

there's your man
bittersweet
you hold him
dangling
holds three fingers
and sneers
"how many fingers, dear?"
you cross
your legs
he gets to your
head again

when you feel this way
do you tell your friends?
do you hide your face
with your hands?

we asleep
bittersweet
time has passed
it's time
i'll keep
feeling strong
this ain't wrong
if so,
you would not
take me home

when you feel this way
do you tell your friends?
do you jump for joy
to music in your head?

and you understand
when the night falls
deep
and a silence comes
washing over me
and you take my hand
and you make it right
and you make your love
and fall back asleep

when you feel this way
do you tell your friends?
do you hide your face
with your hands?

LURKMAN

i produced a hip hop track for my friend blaisegod hot-like-napalm lurkman, more to come soon

no becoming

ye ole lee noble

Turn

I have seen the way
Water makes flat
Your hair
In that spot
That gentle
Curve
Between your shoulder blades
Where the sun
Smoothes every morning
As you turn
Your face from the window

I have heard you
Quavering, sing
Mellow and soothing
Smokey and hushed
A song for
Remembering
On green sheets
Wrinkled and ruined
Humming in
My ear

I have felt your
Breathe in
Quicker and softer
Brushed hair
From my
Forehead
Picked you from
Between my
Teeth
Made soft your
Blurry eyes
With heat

Gripped you in
My mold
Twisted between
Your delicate ribs
As you turn
Delighting
Slow between my
Fingers

We’ve wrung
Each other’s tears
Coaxed
Out in smiles
Dried by dry lips
Beeswaxed and cracked
Promising
Promises

Rubbed tender
Our sorest
Remembrances
Smoothed out the
Wrinkles in water
Nibbled at our
Hanging free flesh
As we fold
Together
Into the mystic

Praise for Richie Lee

Praise for Richie Lee

Marbled, Hope sings

“Louise Louise” sweet

Animals on earth

Praise for the morning

Candle-lit yellow

Matches

Your yawning tooth slanted

Peace

Prickle, pierce, pair

Soothing warm water

With flame

Pluming half-light seizing

Sizing shadows extending air

Catches breath as you

Catch your death of cold

Makes hands to shake

Makes smiles fake, flaking

Plaster coated plain clothes

Officer

In the office, in the air

I sing along

Please don’t turn

Your eyes away

Just close your eyes

And see

Marbled morning

Smoothing

Praise for

Richie Lee and for

Contributing

Half-time swinging

Close your eyes

Louise

Sliding

In time

a wave

I met a wave last night
Face on
Confronted her
Ambivalent swelling
In the dark
Among more gentle forces
Rolling in the fog:

Dammed trappings
Aural flow, canyons
Melting
Ice trays sliding,
Scolding displays
(of affection)
Turbines churning, continuously
Recycled
Scum greening
Silt lines in
Swimming pools
Every season
Baptized cool, dripping
In drought

The wave passed
But not before
I felt the current
Roll me
Like a marble
In a game
Of chance,
Split me
In two
And send me swimming
In opposite directions





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andalucia

Andalucia when can I see you
When it is snowing out again
Farmer John wants you
Louder and softer closer and nearer
Then again
Needing you, taking you, keeping you, leaving you
In a year and a day to be sure
That your face doesn't alter
Your words never falter -- I love you

I'll be here waiting later and later
Hoping the night will go away
Andalucia Castles and Christians
Andalucia come to stay
You were lost, once before, on a day much like this
When you'd made up your mind not to come
And I couldn't persuade you
Or wait till tomorrow -- or pass the time

undercurrent

aiditoy dantaid

and the equally emotive dilla update. RIP everyone involved.

Vitus

They say I look like the living dead
They say I can't have much in my head
They say my songs are much too slow
But they don't know the things I know

I know I don't belong
And there's nothing I can do
I was born too late
And I'll never be like you

moon sequel

marking time

a beating of the most quiet
and unconscious drum
is slowed and quickened by
heavy waking hands
weighted with rings of water
and half-remembered thoughts
re-imagined and re-remembered
and frozen into holy ores to pass down
to smaller fingers.

skin to ore & ore to skin,
the drumming does not end
as it did not begin
(marking time
marking time
marking time
two three four
stop.)













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severance

sometimes there is less!

i went to boston for a week to visit family. it was great, the bruins won the stanley cup and everything. but when i got home at 1 am this morning, i found a note in my tootsie roll change jar about how my roommate had an "emergency" and stole all my change! and probably some of my weed!


whateverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

will to love

Baby, if I see boredom
in your eyes
I'll know my river has run dry
But I won't turn back
with that lonely tide
I bought that ticket
and I'll take that ride.

If we meet along the way
Please sway beside me,
let us sway together
Our tails together
and our fins and mind
We'll leave this water
and let our scales shine
In the sun above
and the sky below
So all the water
and earth will know

It has often been my dream
To live with one
who wasn't there.

but it's just the way you are you don't have to be afraid
the way you look at the stars and how you think that they were made
the motion will never stop turning the night into the day
you've gone away enough when will you decide to stay

my trouble with everything always is nothing's just right
just to figure out nothing could keep you awake half the night
not to know what you want is a terrible thing you should fight
you just sift for the face of the dark while you wait for the light

walk on

sooner or later it all gets real

synthesizers

under my car

Saw you layin under my car, but you took it too far
Don't you know
Held your hand, as you, slipped away
Watched your eyes turn to grey tonight
Me, I'm alone
I'm just driving away, from the sight of you laying in death

a worrying thing