Poetry

“Golgotha”

I drafted the plans

I chopped the tree

I measured twice

I split the wood

I forged the nails

I sanded the shapes

I wrapped the rope

I checked for perfection

I drug it through the street

I let everyone see

I got to the hill

I said my peace

I wrote the sign

“This cross I bare just leave me on it”

I I I I I I I Me

“Nightswimming”

Cobalt capsules

crushed on counters.

Curled up cash

and open nostrils.

Contemporary companions

And constrained conversation

Cramped Calves

From all day drinking

Clear cold water

and Country crooners

Carefree calls

Until the sun went down

Carefree chatter

And concerned cheerfulness

Cordially convoluted

In the deep end of the pool

“Squall”

Winds howl &

Rain pours

I’m tired &

I’m soaked

Could easily just go inside

Comfortable shelter awaits

The door is unlocked

But the house is familiar

My feet are planted

As this is where i want to be

“Smoke Children”

A long drag &

A short exhale

Fills up &

Spills out

Walls yellow &

Paint peels

Quiet voices &

Loud silence

Loose hands &

Looser lips

Small love &

Bigger hearts

Hard talks &

Blank faces

Empty promises &

Unfulfilled dreams

An empty pack &

And an emptier bottle

An empty son &

An emptier father

“St. Paulie’s Girl”

15 yrs and fell in love with the sound

Bought a guitar to learn to flip around

Everyone else was into drinking

I sat in my room insistent on thinking

After a few days threw it in the back of the car

Didn’t get it the first time must be too hard

Time to fit mold of the ones that I see

Traded for 100 bucks and 6 pack of st paulies

I didn’t like the taste but I drank it down

Still in my room turning up the same sounds

I look back regretfully on what could have been

And escape from reality and use of my hands

Instead I took the beer hid under my bed

To quiet the voices raising hell in my head

You can’t make changes that far in the past

But you can see your mistakes and make sure they don’t last

This one’s for younger me who wanted to fit in

You get the opportunity and it’s not at the end

Lyrics

“Roy Batty”

Would I want to be here if I was somewhere else

Would I be the one if you were someone else

Would I want be here if I was somewhere else

Would you be the one if you were someone else

I won’t go

Let me go

Every inch of my spine is a memory of you

From the nape of your neck to the small of your back

Is it me, Is it me or the pain

This could be the last breath I take

This could be the last of us

“Songbirds of North America”

Out of the shadows into the sunlight

Out of the sunlight back in the shadows

Not one but two molded together to start a new

Callous

Harmful

Hopeful

Reverent

What will be will not be you or me but us

Suck me out of my skin and into yours

“Horcrux”

Ive been calling out

Trying to get your attention from across the room.

You’ve got your head its the clouds

So far that you haven’t got a clue

You needed a gaze

From another soul as misguided as you

The time has come

The time is now

You want it. You love it. You need it

You thrive off every single rumor that you hear

You wouldn’t be called a saint

If I wasn’t called a sinner

“66 Exeter Street”

Passing away with each day

A list of words I can’t say

Its the movement of my mouth

The words get lost in the sound

The way you spell your simple name

It means much more than you will ever know

Why haven’t I just shouted out the simple words from my simple mouth

You want it I get it you need it Ill say it

You heard it you happy I lied you know it

Smoking with the candles lit to cover up the stale smoke

But how do we cover up the stale love between us both

“Justin Pearson Hates the World”

I hope that hell keeps you as warm as I did those lonely nights

I wish I could go back and turn off all those dim lit lights

I look outside and see the weather

Why would anyone want to live forever

I saw something deep in your eyes

and now your are saying your good byes

Why did I

Believe you lies

All this time

Because you were mine

“Shakey Warrior”

So this is it

It is what it is

Nothing left to say

Its too late

Where did it go wrong

We took a wrong turn

Oh my god

I don’t know

This one goes out to the wolves because I could never take it back

It’s not the end of anything, it’s the beginning of the pain

You could have avoided this with feelings un-dissmissed

You couldn’t be honest with me

You couldn’t be honest with yourself

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