1/7/2016

She's got a ticket to fly
Bloody Sunday Monday night
Dancing soreness
Prancing sadness
Feels good in the moonlight and rain

1/6/2016

Altitude

Altitude 
shining above platitudes
pedantic semantics
breakfast on display
robed in golden threads of silk
made and made again well
perhaps a different size
or confusion running riot
or angry buzzing noise
or sashes crossing chest
or eagles screaming nest
or anything that lies below
altitude.

1/5/2016

For CM

Foggy nights and whispering stars
Who forever sing me to you
All these chances all these dances
Bring me to you, and you to me
Bring me to you, and you to me

Brassy walls and frigid nights
Hedges grow across fruited lane
Radiating right beside me
Bring me to you, and you to me
Bring me to you, and you to me

Iron light and glowing core
Who forever sing me to you
Dances, glances, and romances
Bring me to you, and you to me
Bring me to you, and you to me

1/4/2016

Castles in the wind
Glasses on the mend
Badges, guns and pens
Jacks, queens and tens

Alabama going South
Across the pond, across the mouth
Meet internal, going dark
Taking aim, hits the mark

1/3/2016

Tick,
Tick,
Tick,
Tick,
Tick,

Tock.

1/2/2016

Six days on a Saturday night
pavement pounding, jostled walk
cold wind and blinding light
seven language, rapid talk

Watch the city go by - breathe it in

1/1/2016

Nothing ventured, nothing gained
how you know to be unchained.
Follow stars across the sky
flock to fabric on the fly.

Skewer the old and cheer the new,
Trusted to the chosen few.
Chasing dreams beneath the air,
uncover that which isn't there.