| Girl That little noise is so loud in this silent house that lacks you. I drift in circles around you. You make good prey. They warned me that I was too good for you but I don't care baby I'm your groupie. We couldn't be more wrong for each other So I love loving you. What is this desperate wanting, this aching question this need? After all this time I should be used to your leaving but I worship you with your soul tinted blue and your eyes seeing inside-- We are the only two in the world And then the irony of ironies: You finally need me but I don't love you anymore |
| 10 Days 10 days till I meet my soulmate the one I'll live to die for he'll stop the rain and break the pain that's held me here so long I'll meet the one who's meant for me but watch out I'm not meant for anybody but the sky Drifting is far more appetizing than sitting idly by Is 10 days long to wait for destiny? |
| I've been screaming out from inside this lonely heart but no one hears the words I don't know how to say And no one understands the struggle from day to day I've been reaching out from inside this tormented mind yet there's no one there to grab my hand And no one wants to hear the plan Have I been doing all this living right? Have I stretched it thin enough to see the worth? Out of all the discoveries I've made, I've yet to discover me. I fear I have looked for a "you" too long somehow I forgot to find myself Truly I was born to be severed just as I am destined to be whole -- I just don't know how. I get no answer when I ask what lies beyond the scream the day the fear will my spirit never cease to rattle its cage? |
| It's just before sunrise but I'm wide awake I can smell you under my skin you're in my hair, my head, my smile how are you so warm but so distant? My lips, my hands, my mouth ache for the touch of you, proof that there is in fact substance behind that heavenly scent stay with me tonight don't let the moon's descent pull you away You are all at once familiar and unexpected, sending me head spinning let's take advantage of the blue ink darkness and not let this all-knowing innocence pass away |
| A stabbing pain shoots from beneath my breast your memory is illuminated I feel your hands on me warm and eager as a boy's slow and rough as a man's while the static of electric youth holds you somewhere between This time I did it right there is no pain, no yearning, no regret for once only the calm desire to have lain in the circle of your arms in the fire of your eyes in the knowledge that you wanted me for an eternity of summers |
| You show up all in blue and orange your eyes behind glass and you expect me to laugh? You expect me to throw myself into your arms? Well I will but not for you for me because I am bored and you are the only thing with promise |
| the smile can't take away the teeth gnashing the claws tearing at my skin the oppressive darkness of this jungle I'm lost and wandering anxious for a clearing some sun shining through these trees my steps make no sound drowned out by wild bird calls and lions' roars a pair of glowing eyes from the pitch something to run from have to hide me staring at me seeing the unseeable something never to have happened but did |
| don't tell me how long it's been cause I know it's been a while I tried to catch that name of yours but I held onto that smile you've done something spun me around a little and I like it I've missed it how convenient for you to have been so kind how perfect it was that I saw you you think I'm crazy and that's fine but don't think I'm too confusing I'm hardly out of reach just keep smiling at me I'll keep smiling back |
| What do you think of me now? Now that I'm not just another face? Now that I've infiltrated your network of smiles? Stretch and yawn and practice your apathy or scream and laugh to show that you can have a good time too. I don't think you know how to be real apart from the rest inhale exhale are you ready for just another strange day? |
| Things that go bump No monsters under my bed are as frightening as the demons of memory I wrestle with every night |
| She cries over her skinned knee sticky fingers gripping skin head down Thanks to an uneven patch of ground her faith in the bicycle is shattered * He cries over his dead wife palms up tear stained face asking why Thanks to an unlucky moment his faith in life is shattered |
| There must be something wrong with your eyes to make you look at me the way you do as if in the space of my words there lurked a deep meaning you've been looking for and found and can't have it pushed me off center to intrigue you watching a question form behind those eyes but knowing you can't ask it you're not sure what it is your flickering interest makes me look away but only because I know I can't have you either |
| the she-falcon follows her prey from above it does not yet feel her presence but she has yearned for its too long a silent calling between the two a deadly affair there exists a pull that both sense one running the other chasing silence she dives eyes - huge talons - extended belly warm with satisfaction the story ends she begins again but with knowing eyes sharpened talons still-warm belly |