BumbleBee

It’s drivin’ me cra-zy

All these jumps and halts

All these tumbling through somersaults and air

And all these let downs and highs

It’s drivin me CRA-zy

All these you don’t know’s

And all these you’ll know soon's

And all these take my heed

Take my ultimate warning's.

You’re drivin’ me crazy.

This inner mind

This judging eye

This slanderous mouth

Those cold-blooded lips

So callused with care

And pretend that you care

I don’t care.

Perhaps if I’m cra-zy

I’ll find all I need

A Stability

In crude, lifeless care

In direct passing passion

In hommage to life

In writing

In writing

Find me.

.me.

The Fox and the Hound

On the teetering edge

Of Perfection

And shipwreck

You ponder if you’ll go on

Or if you’re just another failed mortgage

If you’re just another “I can’t help it”

“I’ve got things”

“Empty things”

And on this precipice of hope and terror

You reel with the change of a thousand suns

And assume one month

Two months

Mere weeks in segments in time

Have changed it all

Have stolen your heart

Have wiped your canvas

Well it isn’t so

I won’t believe it’s so

The same passion floods in my veins - drives me

The same way it always has

The same trail that same burnt path

I walk it now

I crawl it now

I eat the dust and taste the peppery disgust

Now

Now

Now

And now is all I have

And all I’ll ever want

And now is what’s so hard

And now is what’s so trivial

And now, and now, and now

I feel my bones a’creakin

And realize that failure is the backbone to a true success

That experimentation breeds both genius

And lament

And you can scoff my work

And claim I’ve lost my touch

But a touch clings to my fingers

It embeds in my hard-hearted skin

I will not allow its departure

And we’re far too in love for a mutual dispel

Stroke my face

Call me baby

And see the sun rise again.

.me.