Soul Retrieval

the piece i lost
a stone missing
from a well
all the way down
all the way down
decades of darkness
piece myself together
the fragments
have legs
walk away
down a long hall
and shut the door
lost myself again
i was so close
in pieces
looking for the bones
precious stones

Temperance

This fool flings                     
secrets at the moon
                                                     and rogue thoughts                                                       
alight on salty islands

This tether is frayed
reception's bad
out in the waves
static is thick
sound collides
against its moorings

This fool sends out codes  
and waits for a reply

Then finally from across
the broken bridge
a creature with
incandescent eyes
soft as the sound
of fireflies
gives answer (saying)

Temperance woman
temperance (t'ain't yes or no)
ain’t no dark without the light
can't have blindness
without sight

So pick your poison
tear away the label
angels don't
seek heaven
and angels
aren't afraid of Hell

Eidolon bring the
broken bits back on
mournful muse
rageful bitch
don't be better
then you already is

Step up rainmaker
and dance a bit for rain
what is needed, all is here
(ain't) no need for gain

Castles of words
and magic stones
will be the things that steal you
from underneath those
divine demon bones

This fool sends out codes
and waits for a reply...

 

White Room

i don't know how i came here
or how many days
the sky outside my window, 
payne's grey
the ocean in november
has nothing to say
through the glass
of my cage 

II
my dress is like a napkin
tied about the waist
the pin-prick of needles
and echoing haste  
   heel strikes on linoleum
             no familiar face              
can't see anymore
through the glass
              of my cage             

(Ch)
seagulls
they fly over
calling out my name
i answer through this window
my language is the same
and i fly away into the grey
over the waves 

III
tsunami spirits pull me
and tear about my hair
toss me back and forth again with
green and silver tails
my enemy is sweetest bliss
to flee and then to chase
as soon as i have found a haven
all of it erased
ooooooh
i fly away into the grey

 (...)
they take me to their tower
and i am held at trial
the creatures with their glassy eyes
like lagoon crocodiles
i'd like to surrender
to the tsunami mermaids
but then there is a flash of light
and i fly away into the grey
over the waves

(Ch)
seagulls
calling out my name
i answer
my language is the same
and i fly away into the grey 

 

Feather

I am a feather    
blown out to sea and
saturn's dark eye
whispers
land –  ho 

there is the mark,  
a line of salt,    
and there is a web,  
pulled out from    
my mouth

a word. 
between breaths    
a word.
never met a fish
so deep
like a fire
a thousand leagues
of murder.
like a fire
tell me

    reeled in on a thread     
     i awake        
                                        in a body in a bed                                           
I am a feather and 
 s/he-humanity captured me. 

i am a feather    
an empty filament   
full ofheat     
between breaths  
oh tell me
tell me.     

a word   
like a fire
a thousand leagues
of murder
tell me.

there is the mark
a line of salt
       and there is a web      
pulled out from  
 my mouth...     

Hourglass City

VI
behind stained windows
dusty in the sun.
thought
takes me swimming
in an ocean.

pages from a book
I meant to read
fragments fall open
like the petals of –
like the feathers of –
like the petals of a seed
a seed.

(chorus)
hourglass city
refuge of thought
and memory
crowds of sand
move in the wind
angles of
steeples on
rooms of sin... 

VII
and all these
the citizens
of this myth, 
i'm living in
left fingerprints
on my skin and
notches
in the wall,
shadows of
faces Picasso-ed
interrupt the – 
spaces
currents
slide – 
through the
corset of  
sweet infinity.

hourglass city.

(chorus)
hourglass city
refuge of thought
and memory
hourglass city
refuge of thought
and memory

(bridge)
   through the sandstone
we arrive
suitors
seducers
time is narrow
let it burn slowly
ashes like moths
caught in a rain
sand sifts into
the shifting sea
obscured by
the rise –
sweet infinity 

(chorus)
hourglass city
refuge of thought
and memory
hourglass city
hourglass city

 

 

Song for Peculiar girls

here a battlefield
lipstick and fingerprints
on the mirrors
if words are gods
what will i say
to that child
who stands at the
window pane?

face in
clouds silent
she glow
in the balmy night
the quiet ocean
of
her ribs
as they rise

huginn and muninn
huginn and muninn

i was your shadow
at the furthest
distance of me
abducted and groomed
for ambition
hunted by

nameless fears
i fled for years
my hair turned grey

huginn and muninn
huginn and muninn

every thought is a dream
every word a moth in the flame

 

MagdAlena

~for Sofia~

stairway

stone and narrow

leads up around

out of sight–

sparrows like handfulls of

words tossed to the winds

as morning comes in

long fingers between

curtains and the sill–

touch my skin


Magdalena

your face is serene

palms pressed together

what do you see? 


hidden

under the splendor of

churches

make your way                     

through these houses 

take away–

memory             

is a veil

and i am naked

in a panic    

to keep fear

away

 

and words are bottles

moving with the tides–

 

and i am smoke

dissipating across miles

 

Magdalena

what do you see?

Magdalena

to make your face

so serene? –

while skies divide

rage and ignorance,

pierce through with light

 

olive tree

teach me to stand

(olive tree)

silently

     

Station de Passagem

waiting at the station...
Station de Passagem
the train come
the train go
memory bleed
into tomorrow

can't save time
can't keep time
can't stop time
we're just doin’ time

a violet breeze
breath of twilight
inhale and exhale
how many we -- got left?

can't kill time
just lost time
no way to save time     
….is flying

(spend it)

can't take time
can't make time
we just wastin' time
'til we die

and the light goes softly
and the red fade into
violet grey and the
pterodactyl
circles
looking for prey
at the end of the day

all we doin is
….biding
...burning
....marking

oooh...wasting time
all we doin, passin’ time….

Liminal

i am looking for the opening
i am looking for the gateway
i am feeling for eternity...

there is a small path
there is an alley way
close look close at the surface
things ain't ever what they seem

there's a crack there
there's a crack
in the firmament

slide in for a touch

 

blue water


i like an empty room
a lot of the time
it gets frantic
the traffic–
the thoughts.
and sometimes i know
i'm just
keeping my self busy
because i don't know what to do
with myself when i'm with you.
feels like drowning
everything i thought
is washed away
and i'm afraid
seems sometime i'd rather be 'lone
and distracted
as the days pass by
because i don't know what to do
with myself when i'm with you.
but then phenomenological world
interrupts this body
and i feel heady….
blue water blue water blue water
the dirt the dirt the dirt of my skin and my bones
blue water blue–
 

 

the Island

the Island

gold coin in the shallows

I watch him sleep

as he recedes 

he takes

fragments    of me

 

i am an island

you're the waves

 

will i drive him mad

just by being what i am?

 

what i want is forgiveness  

this prayer is nothing new

and the roots drop through

 

i hired the marauders 

at my door

 

i am the island

you're the waves

 

(unspoken stories) 

  run in my rivers 

poison in his hands

their unspoken stories...

                                                  will we stand

                                             or walk away

i am an island

you are the waves

                now empty has a name

viewed closely nothing 

is the same

and the moon god is our river

we are her slave

 

erode me

 

i am an island

he is the waves

                                                                                                                                                     i

want to stay long enough 

to watch ages leave their tracks

resting    on a common shore

a constant rhythm to explore

                                                                                     

arms on the horizon

perhaps i am mistaken

beaches dry and barren

no words tonight but waves

 

i'm vague because 

i'm empty       at the core

and i am always hungry      for more

 

the tide is strong, it takes my feet

no place to stand i will retreat 

to the remotest realm 

 

remain intact as i am

this is how i know 

it's time to be destroyed again

 

i am an island

he is my waves

widow's walk

i am made of sand
i am made of paper
i am made of glass
i am made of water

and the sea has taken him
the one i might have been
and given me what i am

Demeter has had her way.
and now across these gates
a constellation

the bow-man row me away
on the black-cloak horizon
weeping on wings of wind
widows walk

they said this landscape was built by men
and my dark ships departed

now the tattered sails wash up
and i paint the canvas with blood
always thought (in my youth) ...

the mirror says death is a lover
the sea from which i came
reminds me what i am
made in her name

i am of the wind
i am of the waves
i am of the unseen
i am of the other  

 

the Enemy

 

I

kingdom in the distance      

a place i built on time

but when finally i arrive there, 

sand stretches on for forever

and a thousand times i die

 

i hurled bloody spears and cut me

built walls to keep them all at bay

convinced that i'd found sovereignty

but i was blind as she led me away

 

i am the deceiver

there is no enemy beyond myself

my finger on this trigger

watch from the towers                      

there is no one else  

 

II

he was an evangelist by any other name

offered me salvation, i thought i'd found my way

my body wasted and my guts are empty

while the mortar of delusion remained

i never recognized that i was still a slave

 

i sold my independence

thinking like a child

but the fates now grace my tongue and fingers

so this thread is mine for a while

 

III  

this ground i stand upon is yet another stage

i burn my script page by page

chains rusting on my naked wrists, 

churches of the state in ruins

another paradigm - lifts        

 

and i am always leaving

and i have abandoned my post

this house is always empty

and there is no one else

                                                                                                    

i am a receiver

now i meet strangers at my gate unarmed

because light will always shine through the bars

 

i am never the same

this island always in a different place

roof and walls - temporary enclave

but eternity is my name

Bottomless

just came here again

for the first time

just left desperate 

can't they hear me?

lapping at the jetty

waiting at the gates

reasonless

i am reasonless

ain't no map here - never was

roads made of feathers

(under) hat wool & leather 

or june rain-run rivers

tell the story again

no disguise here

never was

lilac blossoms and

spring freeze 

the tide pulls back 

and there are holes 

in the firmament

     mason jars on a cellar shelf

like years gone by - read :

hungry ones will feed

tie them by toes under the eves

-i see you -

sometimes scars don't easily - leave

i am lying again

soon as the 

words leave my lips -  

there is something 

else here ....

    -reflection 

of the way things 

used to be....

waiting for 

something else - 

is misery

reasonless

       i am reasonless

so take your boots off....                 

bleed with me 

gaze traces

a line 

where the girl used to be

draw me again

reasonless

it's easy to love

when the covers come off 

but this wound is weeping 

let it breathe

bottomless

fall from the sky

and the the friction

is the answer to why

to the Grave

where do you think you're going?

and what do you think it means?

we all going to the grave

just don't know how the fates lean


this woman in my dress

with a gag about her mouth

tie a noose round her neck

make sure that she don't talk 


what if god is wearing chains

what if i nailed god on my cross?


i held her hands

as he laid down beside her and 

i whispered : lie still lie still (x2)

i'll do what i will. 


 what say these bones?

     oh they cry when they see me!

     what say these bones?

     take it slow take it easy.


where do you think you're going

and what do you think it means

we all going to the grave

just don't know how the fates lean


what if god is wearing chains

what if god is nailed on my cross?

and what if god is naked 

supreme atheist 

takin' shots?


i am all of these voices.

i am victim of my crimes.

these voices these voices these voices 

are not mine.


where do you think you're going?

and what do you think it means?

we all going to the grave

just don't know how the fates lean


they cry when they see me....

 

Hourglass City

VI
behind stained windows 
dusty in the sun.
thought 
takes me swimming
in an ocean.

pages from a book 
I meant to read 
fragments fall open 
like the petals of –
like the feathers of –
like the petals of a seed
a seed.

(chorus)
hourglass city
refuge of thought 
and memory
crowds of sand 
move in the wind 
angles of 
steeples on 
rooms of sin... 

VII
and all these 
the citizens 
of this myth, 
i'm living in 
left fingerprints
on my skin and
notches
in the wall,
shadows of
faces Picasso-ed
interrupt the – 
spaces
currents 
slide – 
through the 
corset of  
sweet infinity.

hourglass city.

(chorus)
hourglass city
refuge of thought 
and memory
hourglass city
refuge of thought
and memory

(bridge)
   through the sandstone 
we arrive
suitors
seducers
time is narrow
let it burn slowly 
ashes like moths
caught in a rain 
sand sifts into
the shifting sea
obscured by 
the rise –
sweet infinity 

(chorus)
hourglass city
refuge of thought 
and memory
hourglass city
hourglass city

Temperance

                   This fool flings                     
secrets at the moon
                                                     and rogue thoughts                                                       
alight on salty islands 

This tether is frayed
reception's bad 
out in the waves
static is thick 
sound collides 
against its moorings

This fool sends out codes  
and waits for a reply 

Then finally from across 
the broken bridge
a creature with 
incandescent eyes
soft as the sound 
of fireflies 
gives answer (saying)

Temperance woman
temperance (t'ain't yes or no)
ain’t no dark without the light
can't have blindness 
without sight

So pick your poison 
tear away the label
angels don't 
seek heaven 
and angels 
aren't afraid of Hell

Eidolon bring the 
broken bits back on
mournful muse
rageful bitch 
don't be better 
then you already is

Step up rainmaker
and dance a bit for rain
what is needed, all is here
(ain't) no need for gain

Castles of words 
and magic stones
will be the things that steal you
from underneath those
divine demon bones

This fool sends out codes 
and waits for a reply...

 

 

whiTe roOm

I
i don't know how i came here
or how many days
the sky outside my window, 
payne's grey
the ocean in november 
has nothing to say
through the glass 
of my cage 

II
my dress is like a napkin
tied about the waist
the pin-prick of needles
and echoing haste  
   heel strikes on linoleum 
             no familiar face              
can't see anymore
through the glass
              of my cage             

(Ch)
seagulls
they fly over 
calling out my name
i answer through this window
my language is the same
and i fly away into the grey
over the waves 

III
tsunami spirits pull me
and tear about my hair
toss me back and forth again with 
green and silver tails
my enemy is sweetest bliss
to flee and then to chase
as soon as i have found a haven
all of it erased
ooooooh 
i fly away into the grey

 (...)
they take me to their tower
and i am held at trial
the creatures with their glassy eyes
like lagoon crocodiles
i'd like to surrender
to the tsunami mermaids
but then there is a flash of light
and i fly away into the grey
over the waves

(Ch)
seagulls
calling out my name
i answer
my language is the same
and i fly away into the grey 

 

the Rain

I
i long for the rain
i long for the drops they lead
and a throat full of moss again
where is the rain?
i am in the middle of a windblown desert plain 

(Ch)
i want the rain to come again
i want the rain to wash me clean
i want the rain to tell me where my homeland should be
tell me rain, where am i going?
tell me rain if this is the right way

II           
i long for the distant sea waves
i am in a foreign land again
i will slowly perish in this padlocked satin stain
tell me rain, where am i going
tell me rain if this is the right way

(Ch)
the scent of rain is ancient lore 
the scent of rain is petrichore
the sex and the death of the mortal world
i call the rain to wash me clean
tell me rain if it's my time to leave
tell me rain, where am i going 
hmmmmmm

(...)
and this is this is
the rising of a tide 
and this is this is
the setting of a star
and when and when and when 
i have found a sordid place
and when and when and when
it disintegrates 
the rain
mmmmmmmm

III
i long for the rain
i long to begin this life again
and the fading and the
brilliance and the
heheaaaaaah
tell me rain, where am i going?
hmmmm

the Visitor

I
she rose from the table
and halos and halos
a man at the door 
he hadn't been there before
swords in his eyes
and behind those chambered lips
were stories stories stories.

i haven't seen you in two hundred years
one of us was set adrift –
into death
and now you've gold in your
eyes and now 
there are demons in your smile

II
he is the longing that i used to know
he is the longing died 200 years ago
gold in his eyes and halos and halos
that man wasn't there–before.

III
it seemed there were voices 
whispering and whispering
and faces in places where no 
skin could be.
what of that bottle that bottle that bottle 
suddenly vivid truth i seemed to see.

the lips never moved 
curtained by that stash
but still he said softly 
it's you it's you
his long coat and silver and silver and silver
then out of the window he flew
(and out of the window he flew)

IV
toward the door slowly she moved 
in a trance.  
my potion was poisoned said she 
for there in the place that i knew i'd imagined
stands the man lost at sea
he's out he's out
he's courting my mistress
seducing from 200 years in the past
this man, he is older than 3 or 4 lifetimes
and he's here in this corner with me