Tomorrow is neutral

The walls shouldn't grow mold but they do
concrete shouldn't crack
and yet all signs of the hard life appear in our backs
and we get to bed aching muscles and heart so needy

And we still find the strength to thank a god we can't see
and welcome with all love a fat tomorrow to swallow us up
The sweet rhythm of the bus gears changing
and the homeless scream

When I look at the rules they've got stress lines across their faces
Peeling skin and nervous ticks
heal them where they are written
Straighten the letters god

And keep the train on it's tracks
Scrape that mold why don't you
and learn how to greet us as an angel
and how to hide the demons, there's space for them too

Mold and cracks are always going to appear
across those solemn faces that no longer hope
tomorrow is neutral
Don't blame life

A lost one

A life of playing around
She walked into boy's lives shamelessly
She never used to give a shit about monogamy
But marriage came, like age, like a new decade

In that small town
with few options
You used to love untrue, found a way to creep around
Your sneaky smile his heartbreak frown

Years grew a patch of boredom
An end to all things sordid
No matrimony is smooth
and now you've built a family, something to lose

Lips seek lips kissing is serene
Love's the medicine that keeps you sane
It went from a remedy mayday to a game
And now you've both separated

Love was once an adventure to you
Now it's one to him
life a double edged sword
frustration and humiliation

In a small town, a lost one
You saw it all fall apart
Embrace your children
and make a new start

In my pond

Walk on through
every angle of you ambling
Walk you are true
In my direction

Come on toward me
each step re-arranging
Open eyes and see
admiration as a reflection

I look forward to seeing you
taking pictures with my eyes
feeding lonely days with your images
Since our last goodbye

Walk on through
smooth becoming smoother
groove inside my dream
I dare you

Every angle of you stirring
Like a summer pond fresh of life
swim in my direction
sensually astute wife

What swims in you

Point to the lagoon
Now its divided into strips
watery dips

Each fish a flapping
Each splash a rippling
Born in the sun

In the depths
something big swims
dark and obscured

None admit it's presence
Books don't show it's picture
some beast whose mere presence could be felt

just beneath the surface of your skin

The cool off

Trees and dew drops and autumn wind kicking up
The blues and greens of the downward day
Moist and grey on my way to a cold concrete bench
There lonliness awaits in the shade of trees

Empty breeze, visit me, touch my hair
away from love away from people
foreign and strange quite incompatible
Sky wet and downward uneasy

Sky fare welling summer
and unwillingly welcoming autumn
Sky welcome me
and love me, recognize my face

For this month I am autumn
And I will cool it all off

The southern tipping point

In the car
Across from the garage of life
There I love till I can love no more
In that garage where love is made
In front of passer's by

All a fountain
All a fantasy
Driving down into the southern grey
Darkening suddenly like a mood brought on
By colliding islands

The southern tip pointing to ice
The skies as grey and red and as terrible
As a rabid dog's tongue
licking up the sky a purple hell fire

All a landing all a arrival
Brother city, walk beside me
As parents ride by
Little fangs in the grass
Petrol stations
Downward avenues

Missed pickups
Where is my brother?
Time out

Use your mouth for words

Motor on the moisture
muscle for your voice
Life's a ring
put your boxing gloves on

Motor on the moisture
Sanity strayed, so did you, didn't ya?
The world is made up of
a few million attitudes

You chose one
school, work, wife, son
Predictable run
Vapor in the steel baby

Vapor in the steel
spoke on the wheel
One million attitudes
spoken through idioms, exaggerations and half truths

Motor on the moisture
You're as cramped as an oyster
as moist yeah
Where's the muscle for your voice

when so many senseless minds give themselves the choice
To make noise with their mouths
while righteous fighters on the edge, toast their health
But cast out the empty words

Do it for me
give the word back it's power
meaning back to the dictionary
Motor on that tongue

on those lips
Spark it up
Only to fuel comprehension
Only to speak the truth

Be free-My farewell

Dead friend I won't see you anymore
Gone so very gone yet I can't ignore
No longer do you walk among us
Not calm agitated or present

How should I mourn you since death's sickle
Why didn't you stick to the bicycle?
I guess life wasn't fast enough
Meeting your end is rough

I wish you every furnishing of heaven
or a brand new life on earth
I wish you a strong angel for rebirth
Or who'll get you to the afterlife of peace

Some saw the man, some saw the desire
I saw the boy who could only see low tide

I pray for one thing, that you be free
that you be out there looking at eternity's sea
Checking out the waves the sharks and dolphins
from your invisibility

Dreams were chased in your life Ricardo
let the broken in you mend
Longing never left you friend
Be free of it as you pass on

Take God's hand