Tired (day 32)

Tired this late
When slow songs permeate
Deep into starry nights silent shadows

Pillows and nets
With weighted down blankets
Millions of tiny little hallows

Divine the time
Pick up the books and rhyme
Button up shirts and collar tied bows

Be gone my lad
Fear not the fading fad
Illuminated night a star still glows

Thundering Train (day 30)

Slow down ol’ ground up meat
Roll along the system of sultry
Hope the sands crawl slower
May every whistle blow quieter
Along the restless matches
Slowly burning the translucent time
Gaining a rhyme against the moon
Thundering down the grassiest slopes
A rolling begins to sway this tune

Belligerrence (day 27)

Your horrific display
Of blood and glass
Disturbs my soul
Like never before

The gas that came
Cars you turned
Fights you started
Shirts you ripped
Police you cursed
Stores you looted
Fires you ignited
Vegetation you killed
Fans you threatened
Windows you smashed
Team you hazed
Fun you ruined
City you destroyed
Disgrace you activated
Disgust you instilled
Crime you committed

Shame you should now live with
For the rest of your life
One nights actions
Shall tarnish your name

~I have written this in the aftermath of the riots that I witnessed and photographed in Vancouver after the Canucks lost to the Boston Bruins in game 7 of the Stanley Cup finals.

Stress (day 25)

One more to go
No, I forgot about you
That makes three
Oh, one more will do

So to struggle through this
I’ll have three more to go
Then after that’s done
I might have time to nap

That’s only if it goes quick
If I keep focused and get through
Then maybe I’ll be ok
Have a little time to kill

It would be nice to take a walk
One of these days
One of these days
I’ll have time for a walk

Gnawing (day 24)

Rooted deep within all circles of evil
Crawling on all fours for much better grip
Lurking with anticipation for a glimpse of weakness
The eye of the beholder is critically acclaimed

Soap and suds and weakness of knees
Sprinkled with the disaster of planned picnics
Try the harlequin approach; matted and mixed
Speak of the devil, sins approached epic; unheard

Socialize, civilize, advocate, demonize
Restate the obvious for clandestine passengers
Gargle the soul out from under the skies
Reign down your thunder with an eclipse and blunder

The days parade has slid away quietly
Marching bands stopped for swill; a plunder
Phallic imaginations carrying symbols
You’re young, your day will soon come

At First (day 19)

Lay awake, in bed, in desires unknown
Thinking about all the love you’d have
Nonsense you laugh, roll over again
Struggling to dig yourself in
Succeeding at rumpling all of your sin
Between your legs in folded disarray

Crying, the notes of anger reach your ears
Somebodies playing games with the time of day
Somebodies turned on the lights of this morning
Scream my daily sins, scream my cover at night
albatross, albatross, albatross rock
albatross, albatross, albatross rock

Step move floor get start go.
Creek lurch groan yawn
And reach for the sky in an outstretched embrace
And breathe in and out and in and out
To know, believe, dream, excite
To love, to keep, to be is indeed

Tit For Tat (day 16)

I’ve been robbed, so then shall I rob
I’ve been choked, so then shall I choke
I’ve been caressed, so then shall I caress
I’ve been guided, so then shall I guide

I’ve been birthed, so then shall I birth
I’ve been cut, so then shall I cut
I’ve been rung, so then shall I ring
I’ve been called, so then shall I call

I’ve been slapped, so then shall I slap
I’ve been raped, so then shall I rape
I’ve been blessed, so then shall I bless
I’ve been reminded, so then shall I remind

I’ve been kissed, so then shall I kiss
I’ve been poisoned, so then shall I poison
I’ve been tickled, so then shall I tickle
I’ve been murdered, so then shall I murder?