I thought I was stone
Rock like my name
But i am clay bricks
Held together by mortar
A fragile blend of sand
That corodes with pain
And falls in the heavy rain
But I’m still standing
An edifice worthy of passersby
That stood through storm
And learned to stay dry

I’m a hair trigger mine
waiting to be stepped on
Ready to explode
On the first hapless passerby
Leaving wreckage
Spun out in every direction
Pieces of me too shattered
To put back in place

Want to see the strength
Of a man’s faith?
Put his deepest desire
In front of his eyes
And watch it crumble
Like sand castles facing the waves
He’ll give up his god
He’ll give up his everything
And walking blindly to doom
Like the idiot he is
Burning the world down as he goes

Lonesome is a fear
a fettering weight
Placed on unwilling shoulders
And carried through the storms
I should have asked
I should have asked
But I piled it on instead
And added it to your own
A crushing grey stone
That shouldn’t by held alone
So I will add my rising strength
My blood, my muscle, my bone
To join in the work at hand
That we might both lift up
That we might both stand

I want to eat the earth
To taste soil and asphalt
Gritty and wet upon my tongue
To lay out naked in a warm rain
And bleed into the world
Verdant beneath my skin
Until I am lost in the confusion
Of an infinite swarm of life

And

An infinite swarm of death

Marina is my musical muse
Singing of power and control
While I drift between sleep
And a day wrapped in dreams
Laying beside my beating heart –
She’s reading and living and breathing
Just a presence in beautiful blue
As we float away into the unknown

This ship rocks me to sleep
As if I’m cradled in some god’s arms
It takes care of me
It keeps me fed
And I can swim
As we skim
Over the deep ocean waters
Oblivious to the swarming life
That passes uncurious beneath
Going where they will
A we go where we will

Fly four hours
And we’re a world away
Thousands of years migrating
For our ancestors
Over in the blink of an eye
Now we’re warm
Now there is sand
Instead of snow
And a man
Painting on the beach
Screeching to New Order
A good play list
Accompanied by shameless joy
What a thing

First the road

Than the sky

Than the sea

Awaits mine

Awaits me

For memory creation

Rejuvenation

And new insights

Into the world

And i

I am grateful

The cliff is stalwart

Strong granite glowing at sunset

And the sea covets the beauty

The unchanging strength

That rises up over the highest waves

And so the waters flatter it

Roaring of its greatness

With wave after wave

It presses against its surface

Desiring to be it’s equal

But the rock resists

As year after year

Sea pounds away

Until rock crumbles

And is consumed

Beneath the water’s surface

Lost to oblivion

While the sea seeks

A new love to wear away

hope is a rising tide
that is flooding through my mind
a cleansing wash of waters
sweeping away the filth
of unworthy thoughts
of aimless gutter guilt
and dragging it out to sea
where it might stay forever
if i can learn to hem in this ocean
and keep it forever high