I felt the flutter of its death
Inside my hand
And in that moment
I felt my heart beat
Faster than it ever had
How my empty breath flooded
Space around my lungs
Like the dam that let the rush
Of things undone
Untying all the strings
That kept you coming here
I witnessed waterfalls
Past me to the clear
It was there I missed
The everything of you
Found in the wind
That blew for one
No longer two
From the shadows
Of your smile
Upon your reflection
Pools the memory
For my every
Lost affection
© GÄ
Subtle song
gentle waves
gorgeous muted
still tongues between us
Silence or surely they’ll find us!
hiding here
quietly in our love
Sent to smoke out the beauty
Come hold my hand
tip toe
whistling lightly
into our great escape!
© GÄ
I guess we’re all guilty
Of downplaying
Our favorite
As if an ancillary moment
Is a second chance
At getting it right
When we missed it
Like the first time around
Déjà vu
I don’t want the end
To break away
Like a frayed rope
How can we prevent
Destiny if it’s already
Happening
How can we prevent
What’s going to unfold
Before it starts
I will to give it my all
Even if it is taboo
You can take it from me
I have nothing to hide
Take a bite out of the
Fantastiquement
When tongues are wagging
The truth crawls up
Nothing to reframe
Just plant the bush
And watch it bloom
No is necessary
Just paint your way
Into the next town
I’ll be there to meet you
With a pizza
If you like pizza
By the way
What do you like?
© GÄ
I wrote a song for you
It lit up the room
Everyone was embarrassed
For me because
My voice cracked when
I sang your name
I was singing it for you
Something like tears
In your throat or maybe
Tears on the backside
Of my hand just
Thinking about
You listening to what
I’ve been thinking about
You listening to what
I’ve been writing about
You listening to what
My antenna has been
Picking up about you
My heart has been
Wanting to admit it
When I looked over the moon
And saw the last line
I’d been trying to find
Somehow hiding from view
It was written in the stars
A dream you made come true
The homespun tune
A harpsichord
A noted song for you
A few chords pulling
At a heartstrings pace
A compass made of light
Archaeoastronomy chased
A casual drumming of
Directions to your place
It’s carved into the rocks
It’s older than the wind
A calypso and a dance
Just waiting to begin
© GÄ
Fake money
Does not make you
Who you are
Put your faith in
Fake money
And find your
World falling apart
Anything can be
Ripped away
There you are
Back at the start
Everything is temporary
Left with the
Base version
Of ourselves
I can think and say
But I cannot hear
And process the same way
Could be a bit of a
Love in
Less of a hassle
To make real money
But if nothing is forever
Then live the life
You want to be in
You’ll never have enough
You can acquire as much
As you want
But fake money won’t
Make you happy
David Bowie
Might make you happy
Sugar might make you happy
But money is just a gag
No more faking it
Cause fake stuff
Is a drag
Takes money to make money
They say
I just want to have fun
Hang out and hug you
Who cares about refunds
Or all the money anyway
© GÄ
I want it to last
But it feels like
It will end
I want it to last
But I can feel
It closing in
Hopelessness
Forgiveness
Slippery perfection
I want it to last
But it feels like
It will end
Candles burning
Outer space
Is next door
When I know
The end begins
One chord
Two chords
Three wheelhouses in
We can stand under
The light
Even though it’s
Going to end
For as long
As you like
One cube
Two cubes
Three sugars in
Cup of tea with me now
Even though it’s
Going to end
We can have
Time at the beach
On the boardwalk
In the moonlight
Watch the sun descend
Out of our reach
At sunset
Tick toc
I see the clock
Turning and
Clicking till the end
Along the way
It won’t be long now
Before the miracle
Will end
Let’s enjoy this moment now
For as long as
We can
© GÄ
Weirdly I feel better
Than I have in a long time
Maybe I emptied something out
Perhaps the sun was more about
Giving off more flares
Éruptions solaire
Let me tell you a story
About someone who had
Everything to give
But no one to receive it
If we teach love
We can change the world
Not hanging on so tightly
To what we don’t know
That is missing
But what is the world
For who am I to say
Without a fair amount
Of kissing
It doesn’t matter anyway
So much to live for
So much to love for
Nothing can take away
The ability to get back up
When we fall
© GÄ
You don’t know me
Very well
Perhaps not
Well enough to tell
That I am
Genuine enough
To say
I love you more
Than words can say
Literally
More than anything
Okay?
I just really want
You to know that
We can write
Our own story
To find you
Tugging at my ears
To make it
Absolutely clear
When we discern
Untitled words
Bon vivant to lifelong
Twists and turns
Dreams all come alive
Spirited inherently
Dreams all come alive
Everything is temporary
Dreams all come alive
The rest is our history
© GÄ
The saddest story ever told
Is not just a story of growing old
Nor sifting empty pans of gold
The saddest story to behold
Is to be born one of the fold
Appearing like you’re
In the wrong skin color
In the wrong sex
In the wrong way
To live as yourself
That the body says
I am a good person
Deserving of love
And the world says
(But in the wrong body!)
For one to be loved
Gay Mississippi
Find refuge in love
Federal appeals
Highest number of
Anti bills introduced
Just this year
An error in human history
The concept that there is
Confusion about
Each one of us deserving
To be loved to know love
Racism too racist countries
And states Indiana equates
Very low in measured progress
Big giant world
Filled with all kinds of folks
We must find a way
In our hearts and best selves
To say without question
You are deserving of love
No matter the skin color
No matter the sex
Let kindness be first
As acceptance exists
The greatest story has yet
For us all to behold!
© GÄ
I’m a useful person
But I’m not sure
If I’m being useless
With myself
Evince me now
Wonderfully bad
Walking on glass
As if I’m barefoot on
Rose petals
The sky is grey
And I’m not cold when I’m
Standing in the garden
Take away the things
That sadness can bring
Open up the door
And let the light in some more
Evince me now
Wonderfully good
Standing on hot coals
As if I’m making wine
The old world way
The sky is grey
And I’m not cold when I’m
Standing in the garden
Too many times I listened
To the songs that said
Never be alone again
And believing all of them
Evince me now
Wonderfully nonchalant
I wrote the lyrics down
Can I sing this one again
Hey you, maybe
(This one’s for you)
The sky is grey
And I’m not cold when I’m
Standing in the garden
© GÄ
Poétique 