[2003]
Lying on a busy street
In the gutter
Dirty rainwater washes over me
I am the fallen
Disgraced and torn
Bruised and bleeding
Cars roar past me
As I stagger to my feet
Howling wind
Flashing headlights
Coming through the fog and darkness
They pass by me
Standing helpless beside the road
I scream and yell at them
Frantically
But the people stare straight ahead
Is it that I am invisible?
No...
They ignore me
Blocking out what they do not wish to see
No one will help me
I am forsaken
Forgotten
I will die here
Alone
And I am powerless to change my fate
The rain starts up again
A nameless whisper in my ear
Tells me that the angels have forsaken me too
And now they cry for me
For all that I have lost
But I will not drown in their tears
For I am already drowning in my own...
[2004]
Through the fields of starlight
As the darkness fades away
When all the world is waking
Listen as I call out to you
Fire, water, earth and air
Lightning, thunder, rain
Join me in this dance
The new day dawns
The night has gone
Come sun
Come storm
Come death to me
To dance and rejoice
Come tiny violets
And ancient trees
Leave the earth behind
The sky above us
Is as deep as the sea
Come join me
Dance in the wind, the rain
All of us for always
Drink deep the breath of life
Sing with me
The ancient nameless, tuneless song
So many voices
One breath
One song
One voice
Until the endless golden sunset
Stretches across the sky
Laying us to rest
Amidst the shining stardust
For tomorrow is a new day...
[2005]
By the time you came
I was
Already gone
You didn't notice
But then
You never do
And I realize
It is too hard to understand
For somebody
Like you
Who has forgotten
How to feel
And you can't
Hurt me anymore
Than you already have
By the time you came
I had
Nothing left
So you need not worry
You took
Nothing from me
And I know
That you will never understand
That you cannot
Try to repair
What was never
Yours to break
And you can't
Hurt me anymore
Than you already have
By the time you came
It was
Already over
And in the days
Gone by
I was not waiting
And I realize
That you think
You understand this
Although you have
Forgotten how to feel
And you can't
Hurt me anymore
Than you already have
Am I dead
Or only sleeping?
Wake me
When it's over...
I have not
Forgotten
How to feel...
[2006]
It's...
...sidewalk chalk
and warm weekday afternoons
when I'd be home before
lunch time
it's
summer mornings
bright lemon sunlight
at the outdoor garden centre
holding hands
it's
me, it's mine
the way I am
the way my life has been
it's my past
but now it's
gone;
it's...
past.
her skin is white like
my grandmother's teacups
her short hair is
(another word for deep
brown - to the point
of being nearly black).
it's
her life.
this week
she wears her pain
but
next week
the bruises will be
faded into phantoms
of what has passed here.
it's
standing in front of the class
in second grade
while laughter crashes into me
hiding behind
my ideals
and a piece of paper
it's the bittersweet relief
before the tears begin.
it's
warm and sweet -
home, oh -
this room around me
the home that I had
isn't here any longer;
it's
gone.
it's
this planet
spinning
it's this heart
beating out my melody -
it's the memories
crammed into me
the way you took my painting
off of the refrigerator
six years ago this summer
and it's
the way that even so,
I still remember the butterfly's
painted wings
and the way I could see it
from my bedroom doorway.
it's
me, it's mine
the way I am
the way my life has been
it's my past
but now it's
gone;
it's...
past.
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