taking off your strings does not make you a real boy.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

      Surface

                                          i was a string when the power
                    chords believed in parking
        lots and the frets
  of the lines of the spaces
  we share were
       shining white with
              elegance and scary divisions
                            that the sacred
                                          beach-sand-capo makes
                                                                 us drive
                                                                          at a higher pitch
                                                                              than we're used to being ..  But
                                                                                in screaming
                                                                                 in an E scale
                                                                              i talk to me with
                                              fluorescent windstorms and ivory
                                               singing about
                      gun-shy rain drops
              and streaks of a raiments day.
           it's love.. but 
                      by the time i hear the clatter
                 of the distance that i scatter
            every heart inside my chest that matters
                                            wishes for a closer way.
                                                                 and still the lovechords sing.
                                                                 and still the lovechords sing.
                                                                 and still the lovechords sing. and 
                                                     be it why or
                                                       be it for or
                                                                be it by
                                                                 the lack of more- she 
                                                                                             is the only
                                                                                                    star i ever see.  it's love.  

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