Strange Things

Strange things

happening here

Right outside my door

shots ring out in the valley

Where has my youth gone?

II

There in the road

You see the dreams we had as children

There’s a boy over there

With gravel in his hair

Ghosts in his eyes

And the winter

Comes in

From the gap in the window

And the river slowly fills

The bucket under the sink

III

She says she doesn’t dream

But she’s been whispering in her sleep and we both know we’ve changed

IV

We can’t go back but oh, it won’t let go

Even after you grow old

Or did they forget to tell you?

V

and there’s a girl over there

She’s a silk question mark

She doesn’t double speak

But every beautiful thing comes from some kind of pain

And it’s a long hard fall

But walk with her a while

In her garden

She will carry you

And it’s the world in her eyes

It’s the electricity in her lips

She’s dark energy

She’s the space between the chords of the blues

Shes my rescue

She’s my rescue

Strange things happening here

She’s standing at my door

The Rising

Careful the way

You walk in a room

You know everyone is always looking at you ‘

Careful

The clothes you wear

The words you say

You’re damned if you don’t

Damned if you do

And I can’t think

Of a single law on the books

To tell me

A man what to do with my body

So it’s easy for me

To go after the things I like

I wonder

Why

We attack the women in our lives

And make them feel like a red lined test

A book report that failed

I want her to feel like more

I want her to feel open

I want her to feel strong

It was her independence that made me fall in love

Why would I want her to change now?

I’ve lost track of how far we’ve come

But

I know there’s a silence

Men everywhere

and she’s thinking

Is he with me just for my body?

The comfort my skin allows?

And we try

But no matter what we decide

There’s 25 men out there deciding for me

This is about our privacy

Our ability to plan out our lives

May she feel my arms around her

May she feel safe here tonight

The sky is black

The air is cold

She’s damned if she does

She’s damned if she don’t

Come on up tonight

Come on

We are here

We are one

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What are you
afraid of And
why do you shake?
Is it demons
from the past Or the shadows
in our wake?
He folded the paper
Put it in his pocket

He watched
The bodies turning in the moonlight
Hanging at the cross roads
Hung for everyone to see

There in front of the church.

blood running down the roots of the tree

He’s older now, but he remembers

As everyone gathers at the alter…

The dust still sticking to his shoes…

I met him when he was older. His hands shaking, as he told me…

What he did at the docks…

Shooting a man for seven hundred dollar bills because he only had five.

He said you never forget the light leaving their eyes…

The things you do just to fit in.

Keeps you up at night….

We like to think we changed

But it wasn’t that long ago.

It was only yesterday.

Flash

The earth reaches for the moon

How do I live

Without you?

Stuck here

Between the hours

Did you see us here?

Left my pain

In the yesterday –

those hours

wasted

They are gone away

Nothing is ever here to stay

Sometimes I wake up

And I see us still

Reaching for all old things

The way we were

The way we are

Whether it is where we wanted it it to be-

Here we are

Morning youth

I wake up to the morning sky

Foggy

Overcast

Thick

Of memory

Grey and lit with shadows

Overcast dreams

Nightmares

Of wrong and write

I see the light

And tell myself everything is O.K.

Get up

Come on up

Didn’t they tell you

History is written

Remembered

By those who win?

These fading chords

Bleeding ink

Words on paper

Are just tomorrow’s memory

Did you read between the lines?

The love letters in the margins?

“Will you remember me?”

“Not like I used to…”

Come on up

The cards have been dealt

I pour my tea

I sit and write

Here inside

The morning light….