Soakin’ In With Old Smells (day 686)

I’ve been livin’ on a tear drop
Soakin’ in with old smells
Cigarettes and memories

I’ve been rollin’ on these four wheel
Long nights and sad songs
Music keeps my road signs

I’ve been holdin’ on to old boots
Worn through my thick soul
Dollar bills when midnight croaks

I’ve been thinkin’ of a book gone
Left me dreamin’ with wide eyes
Open plains and deep creeks

I’ve been livin’ on a tear drop
Soakin’ in with old smells
Cigarettes and memories

The Arms of Peace (day 516)

I play with things
And I touch all kinds of stuff
But when it comes right down to it
I’ve lost it
I’ve shat out marbles
Pissed warm vinegar

Then
On the other side of the clouds
As mountains have swarmed into creeks
Into glorious rivers with intermittent lakes
Cuddling the flat lands and
Sipping tea amongst the rocky peaks

I saw a sign
My eyes opened
My breath became easy
As I cleared my voice
To bellow out a glorious song
Marrying bliss
With jubilance

And with a smile
I stepped lightly forward
Into the arms of peace

Waste of Time (day 191)

Do you think I’d let your mind roam around
Like the freedom of thought in the darkness?

Awake late at night with the creeks creeping in
A sultry Satan grows tall at this hour

Divine interplay, devise other ways
Don’t walk away from the truth of the matter

Lyrical mythicist, heavenly temptress
My eyes are on you all day through

No matter how long I spend at this daunt
No translucent luminescence is consumed

Which leads me to believe,
In spite all my grief
I’ve needlessly felt and consumed