words

lust burns me
i know i
should put down this pen
and run but
your silence wrecks me
and i let it turn me
inside out
even now
with this awful fire in me
i'm not sure if
i'm writing the words
or if they're writing me
soon will come
a letting go
for a small time
and again
we will become
the strangers
we once were

...just old light

we are all stars
fading, she said
a street prophet
shocked into telling
the amazing truth
as she saw it
dressed for winter
with holey high
holy boots
and a hooded wool coat
clamouring against it all
she could see through us
history, she whispered
wrote us in advance
because it knew
we'd forget
stars! she screeched
fading faithless
and falling stars
around our heads
and ears
but we can't hear a thing
we can't see for the brilliance
that it's only old light
out soon
too soon...

Welcome to Normal

reluctant god

You put the pen to paper

And wrote about it all

Heaven hell

Dead souls and live

Everything nothing

You shambled and shook

You laughed and howled

You spoke and spoke and spoke

Holy words like lava flowed

Creating the fire inside

You would have none of it

You just sailed away

On a sea of amber carnage

Surrounded by rage

Leaving us with this fire in our bellies

Searching for the beat

The Beat

You are

The everloving

Lifegiving soulsinger

You are

Heavenmade demonbringer

Wordslinging

Reluctant god

You are