November #6

I will possess your heart,
we will laugh indoors,
and I will follow you into the dark.
This is the new year,
the one in which
you will be loved,
and all your frowns will be fake.
This is what Sarah said.

November #5

Someday you will be loved
but you can do better than me.
I was your kaleidoscope,
blacking out the friction.
I was the line of best fit,
the sound of settling.
For what reason
will I follow you into the dark?
They're all different names
for the same thing
and I don't know
why you'd want to live here.

Novemebr #4

a scientist studies
the employment pages
blacking out the friction
from a movie script ending.
The ice is getting thinner
and there's no joy in Mudville.

November #1

you've gotta spend some time, love
spend some time to work it all out
you've gotta spend some time, love
spend some time, on you and me
so let me spend some time, love
let me show you what i'm doing
let me take some time, love,
and do what it is I need to do.
You've got to give your time, up
you've got to share it, with you and me.
You've got to live in the moment, love
gotta do it peacefully.

September #13

Bixby Canyon Inspiration

I was walking along the bridge
when on the bridge I saw
your feet pushing down the bridge's
red bricks, the bridge that shook
and sighed as you walked on, my bridge,
the bridge where we'd kissed and loved.
We'd met on this bridge before
though not that long before - this bridge
used to mean so much, a span, a bridge
between us, but you broke our bridge
before and as I see you on our bridge
I fall, because I'm walking on no bridge at all
after all - yet here we are bridged again
no longer meeting, walking both ways down our bridge,
our backs say goodbye as we've said goodbye on our bridge, to our bridge, my bridge,
the bridge you've said goodbye to before,
the bridge that has always only ever been mine.