the breath you exhaled into me

10-6-2000
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it’s like finding something and only when
your eyes catch sight of it then
you realize that you were needing it all along
and that’s what was missing – that’s what was wrong
like kicking off the sheets and finding cool night air
forgetting four senses getting lost in a stare
twirling so fast that world stands still
and walking away when you’ve had your fill
catching me falling when you know that i jumped
comfort me crying when i’m down in the dumps
a key to a door that i’ve tried to lock
a set of cuffs for the hands of the clock
a leaky lifeboat over an ocean of grace
at last i tried to splash my face
and found the breath you exhaled into me
found the breath you exhaled into me.

remember my name

2-18
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where are my thoughts that i can explain
this feeling inside neither pleasure nor pain
so many miles still i haven’t moved on
i remember so much that i never feel gone
but i am forgotten, i must keep in mind
the lives i left have left me behind
there is no great sadness, cause it wasn’t to be
they were never supposed to matter to me
i guess i slipped up, i guess it’s a sin
my desparate craving to be back there again
resting my mind in the hands of the clock
assuming my someday i’ll be back on the block
but i will not change from this image of shame
and they may not even remember my name.

unerasable marks

11/15/99

i say crap and i say damnit
i say i lost it as if i had it
i can analyze and say i don’t care
truth is i’m still wanting to go out somehwere

all my complaining hasn’t taught me a thing
just like reading a a hymn doesn’t teach me to sing
but i have a car and a nights worth of fuel
but it sits unused cause life is so cruel

it’s that jealousy rising it’s taking it’s toll
my faith is laid waste by the pain in my soul
it sounds poetic and it sounds so dark
but truth is these times leave unerasable marks

i still want to go outside
and i still want to hide
will i ever learn that God wants the best
and stop chasing after the rest?

a reason for it all

7-29-99

give me some worry
give me some pain
give me something
so i can complain
every truth i ignore
every knock on locked doors
every time i take a fall
there’s a reason for it all
give me some sleep
give me some peace
give me a freedom
a taste of release
every sin i hide
all the times i lied
every time i take a fall
there’s a reason for it all

5-18-99

i’m supposed to say something smart
but i’m fresh out of wise
everyone’s waiting to laugh
they stare with pitiful eyes
i can tell a story
one they’ve already heard
boy meets girl, and then
comes that L word
what audience will sit through this
even though the seats are free
i have to admit, i wouldn’t submit
to sit and watch me
tough love, no chance
she’s way out of my reach
she’ll never be my girl
no matter how sweet my speech