Dreaming DuBai

We bought a car in DuBai.
A nice one,
with satellite radio
so we could tune into weather updates.

We weren't really weather update people,
But in DuBai we were.

We drove around and around,
Like we owned the whole damn place.

We did it because we could.
Because we were invincible.

We were in love.
In deep lust with champagne and long nights.

Clouds of money,
Clouds of smoke,
Clouds of sex.

DuBai

a silent prayer in the night

Ashes fall like snow flakes.
Burning and melting inside.

I'm routing back to Maryland.
Somehow it's scorching me inside.

Adversity meets,
My limited means.

Guide me toward kindness,
Guide me toward time.

The moon's on its way,
To its waining tonight.

Logs burning slow,
Hide the ashes left behind.

I'm holding on to you,
My fire inside.

The dusk settles in,
Threatening to consume me in time.

I swear I won't give up,
I'm fighting for 3 lives.

I refuse to break this promise,
The few that I've made in this life.

Two lives dependent on mine,
And the man I am inside.

A strong will,
A strong heart.

I swear I won't let go.

Please guide me toward kindness,
Please guide me toward time.

When Gila Becomes a Monster

Gila didn't know he was a Monster.
So quiet, slow ... silent.

The sun,
Oh the sun
So warm and pleasing.

He loved the sun.

"And no one can take my sun!"

"I dare someone to take my sun,
Not my sun,
It's my sun,
It's mine!"

And that was all he knew.

The water quenched him.
And the air energized him.
And the smaller lizards helped keep the madness away.

His sun kept him happy.

So dependable.
So bright.
So warm and tingly inside.
He loved the sun.


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When another gila came along,
He had no idea what to do.

So lazy and sleepy,
He opened his eyes.
In the distance the sun was on its way.

His excitement to know,
That the night was now over,
To help hide his secrets away.

Now an intruder! 
Come to soak up his sun,
All puffy and mad as can be!

Gila grew twice his size,
With a low hiss, a stampede 
"No one steals my precious sun from me!"

15th and Maryland

When you're getting lost in your words.
When you're getting lost in your way.

May you find this bootlegged tongue,
And may it whisk you away.

To lands filled with hopes and dreams,
Like nothing you've ever seen.

May it steal your heart tonight,
Because there's no one else to save us
from this enchanted life.
Never changing day to day.

Existence based on promised words.
Rather than actions gone astray.

I'm leaving my heart open.
I'm calling out your name.
Because I'm missing you tonight,
And these scars won't fade away.

I want you,
How much clearer can I be?

I want you,
Quick!
karma's gaining down on me.

Where are you?
15th and Maryland,

Just by the old oak tree,
Collecting acorns,
Wait for me.

Alien Friend

***May the moment you read this, a story unfold.***

Tell Me a Story

Tell me a story.
Vivid and bright.

Something to scare me,
To tempt me tonight.

May vivid dream phantoms
Scatter below.

Anything goes.

Diary of An Undercover Alien 1

10/23/14 12:06am

This.
What is this.
Tah-blet.
This is the thing from tv.
They talked about this.

On the news,
and in a series of small film snippets
with upbeat music in the background.
At the end...
...(blank background,
Usually accompanied by a "logo" if some sort.

>research this "logo"<

Good God this place is weird.

Back to tah-blets.
Portable computational device that is essentially half of a lap top
(See definition of laptop)

Their "screens" are  exceptionally sensitive.
They make a sound each time I type my words.
It's like a Childers toy.

It's a key mile stone to the development of their species.

They say they are "bright"
when they are "enlightened"

How appropriate,
The irony of this perspective.
They don't know how "bright" they will become.

Promises

Waiting on a shooting star,
So I can make a wish or two,
Still I'm not so sure what I'm wishing for.
But the heavens deliver a few,

I miss the sun on your skin,
And that black dress you were in,
But life goes on and on and on,
Round and round the sun we spin.

A year since then,
A blur of numbness,
A mess of madness,
And unspeakable sins.

And I cannot breath somehow,

Because my lungs can't take the pain.
Your souvenirs are in the yard
Still rusting in the rain.

Still screaming at the stars,
Because I'm angry with your God,
So gracious and so kind,
He's blessed me with his scars.

Reruns of memories still haunting me,
And what-ifs fade into the cracks.
How to drive when I cant see
Because my world is drenched in black.

Still I remember
Still I rememver, your eyes

Still I remember
Still I remember, your eyes.

So bright,
So in love.

So alive.

A twisted sentence,
Streaming from my eyes,
I hope I write a million songs,
about how your smile affected mine.

The best part of me,
How am I supposed to say good by?
I swear I'll find you in my dreams,
every night.

I'll find you in my dreams every night.

Waiting by the Bayside

Mathematical equations,
Leave me chasing your words,
Over matrices and whisky,
I swear I'm out to steal your hurt.

And I'm lost by the sea, 

Still waiting by the bayside,

Waves crashing on and on.

This isn't me.

Three words on the tip of my tongue,
Still quite whispers in my lungs,
My minds been lost all for you.

Sinking in my ark,
I'm drowning for two.

I'll wait for you.

I'll wait for you.

As the sun salts my heart,
And the sea burns my skin,
Fall upon my knees,
Cause my world is caving in.

Maybe now this old guitar,
Will learn how to play with me.
And somehow your attention will,
Find its way to me.

A future for two,
cut short by tides from the moon,
To have and to hold,
I'll never let go!

I'm building us a castle now.
I know I've lost you,
And now I'm floating away,

In her wedding dress,
She floats away....
She drifts away....

I'm beginning to drift away.