Life is a be movie. It's stupid and it's strange. A directionless story. And the dialogue is lame. But in the he said she said. Sometimes there's some poetry.
Hold me down. I am floating away. Into the overcast skies. Over my home town. On election day. . What is it about Birmingham?. What is it about Buffalo?.
I bet you're wondering. If you woke up today. Just to learn why the caged bird sings. I bet you're wondering if the goddesses are all crazy. Or just keeping it interesting.
Me and all the kids from the neighborhood. We'd play out in the street all summer long.. Rule was we had to go home at night,. When the street lights came on..
hour follows hour. like water follows water. everything is governed by the rule. of one thing leads to another. you can't really place blame. 'cause blame is much too messy.
You could always hear the rub squeaking. Of those two tree limbs. 'Til one day one of them came down. Taken down by the wind. But on the one that's still there.
Rain falling around me. Lookin' down at a worm. With a long way to go. And the traffic was hissing by. And I was homesick. And I was high. . I was surrounded by a language.
I know this bar. With a jukebox full of medicine. And Christmas lights blinking. Around a clouded mirror. . It's not that far. From old voelkers bowling alley.
You think I wouldn't have him. Unless I could have him by the balls. You think I just dish it out. You don't think I take it at all. You think I am stronger.
It seems like you just started noticing. How noticeably bad things really are. And then you walk past this couple arguing. In a rolled up window parked car.
I'm invincible. So are you. We do all the things. They say we can't do. We walk around. In the middle of the night. And if it's too far to walk. We just hitch a ride.
Standing like John Wayne. She is full framed. She is center stage. And my imagination is. Rattling in its cage. I didn't really notice. When everything else disappeared.
imagine that i am onstage. under a watchtower of punishing light. and in the haze is your face bathed in shadow. and what's beyond you is hidden from sight.
from the depth of the pacific. to the height of everest. and still the world is smoother. than a shiny ball-bearing. so i take a few steps back. and put on a wider lens.
I'm imagining your frame. Every angle and every plane. I'm imagining your smell. The one that mingled with mine. . Once upon a time thoughts of you. Are picketing my brain.
I got pulled over in west Texes. So they could look inside my car. He said are you an American citizen. I said. Yes sir. So far. They made sure I wasn't smuggling.
I walk in stride with people. Much taller than me. And partly it's the boots but. Mostly it's my chi. And I'm becoming transfixed. With nature and my part in it.
Some guy tried to rub up against me. In a crowded subway car. Some guy tried to feed me some stupid line. In some stupid bar. I see the same shit everyday.
You give me that look that's like laughing. With liquid in your mouth. Like you're choosing between choking. And spitting it all out. Like you're trying to fight gravity.
she was cuffed to the truth like the truth was a chair. bright interrogation light in her eyes. her conscience lit a cigarette and just stood there. waiting for her to crack.