Locked Doors

Stars spin round,
moods change in seconds
Like keys dropped down drains.
Who needs locked doors anyway?
Sky comes down,
dudes spin their records
Free to follow failure anyway
And who needs locked doors,
when you're thinking that way?
And she smokes like a power station
And drinks her fill in filling stations
We were rolling down the interstate
All happy or something
Or not so great.
We held each other through the rain
Me your heart and you my pain
And who needs locked doors anyway?

Adirondack Sunset

The train rumbles on, 
Rocking me gently
And fields disappear behind -
The closing credits to a picture show
Where storytellers stare 
As their cigarettes burn -
An Adirondack sunset in a storm.
But like my dreams
They never learned to leave.

Home

I was having a patchwork cloud afternoon
All poured out words and patched up doubts.
The rain got me thinking of brighter days
And those endless nights were warm.
I was guiding a made up paper flotilla
All whirling waves on a winding river
But the banks made me think of calmer times
When these rainy nights were warm
And my family were all home.

Hotel Room

Thank Fuck For That
Do Not Disturb
Coffe Making Facilities
One Night Domicile
And Out Before Eleven
Please Call Again
Open To Non-Residents
Four Star Cliche
But Memories That Never Fade

Paper Glass

So the sky didn't tell you it was time to move on
That I no longer wanted to be singing your song
It isn't my fault you are dancing over my plans
Things aren't all about you and your phantom cramps
I wanted to make amends before I break your heart
So I could see it happen all over again
You may think me cruel, yes even you over there
But I'm not your grandmother, I no longer care

The Forest of Dirge

A sapling made simple
By the dampening of minds
Foliage thickened
So witless it binds
A copse of such faces
Then all of such mirth
A woodland embraces
Stupidity at birth
The forest so strong with the trunks and the dirge
Will never be broken nor ever move on

Persona Tide

As lights fell silent and time grew dim
I recalled when I was you and you were him
This flight of fancy made bold with time
A moment of clarity and souls entwined

Drive To Mars

Not that you could hear the crickets
Underneath the full moon there
And the chance of spirits moving
Underneath the creaking stair.
Not that you will feel my sorrow
Staring at the shooting stars
When the credits roll tomorrow
Drive in daydream, drive to Mars.

Wings Upon Roots

If I did fly to dreams
Then why did roots possess me
If I did try to be
Then why did roots distress thee
If I did climb to beleive
Then why did roots obsess me
When I did rise to see
Then why do roots infest thee

Without a Sleeve

Like a blanket that's just right for every time or season
With a smile and word covering every single reason.
Half a world away or within whispering inches
You are everything to me, the one moment that never changes.

Could one, just another, be as meaningful to me
I find it unlikely, in FACT an impossibility.
You light up my midnight, spare my life from the hole
You're the one that loves me without having to be told

Before we were feted to be together under this sun
I never imagined I would feel so connected, this two now as one.
I can now no longer want for nothing, except to have you never leave
For without you I'm only a rambling suit of clothing, a shirt without a sleeve.

Empty Clapping

Regaled by those who knew that you couldn't
Angering those who told you, you shouldn't
Terrified of those who demanded you didn't
Apathetic to those who think only of winter

If any of this seems familiar or boring, then you are in the right place.
TUMBLEWEED MEMORIES: Still rambling on despite all the silence.