Did you think I would wait for you There’s not a chance in hell As if you give me permission to be myself Only under your sun that the cards I’ve been dealt Could align with mystical forces But you’re all about the divorces That could happen if you’re not a really nice guy Because you’re afraid to die And the woman you love is fearless and true But she is no match for you When you put those glasses on I saw it and so I was gone In a heartbeat and I’d skip town again If I’d catch that frown on men Because I know what it means And it may be the stuff of dreams But I’m no puff pastry to wear And I don’t need you to care About me And free Is fine But there was a moment you were mine And we shared a soul But you break the begging bowl As you hold it out to me Cut my hands on glass that trusted for free And I thought you had changed So I let the atoms rearrange And came back to your door Only for you to say you don’t want me anymore Well let me make it simple for you It’s goodbye like you wanted it to
It was ‘14 and I was on the run And you kinda looked like a loaded gun And I wondered if you would go off So I paid the cost And let the ship go down Kinda dropped out of that town And they called it a scene But, guess what, they are livin’ the dream In a living room potion I’m equal parts water and emotion As the sea afloats A rising tide that lifts all boats In the midnight blues Would you be just old news If I read the feed But wanting you made me bleed In deeply unconscious states The girl waits For it all to be right Then suddenly ignite With all she is But I am not his In the movement that belies The futile moment that he tries To stem the flow Of realizing I cannot go Any closer to you So, I’ll back off, that’s what I’ll do Into the depth that surrounds And riverbeds quake grounds But they can’t uproot the tree That’s been growing within me So you can keep the label I’ll keep the love, if I’m able!
I’m ending the fight I have with the stars Running through fields like I’m chasing cars And the sound of you is on the breeze Like a younger me the tree frees As I’m walking through the columns and rows Letting go of the loss of anything goes And finding my steadfast in the sight Of everything in the firelight
The Poetry Book 