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 of heat
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