come a little closer
with your arms around me 

i wanna be all yours now
with your arms around me
with your arms around me
with your arms around me
with your arms around me again

stay up for tonight
i wanna hear every thought
i wanna know every feeling
on your mind babe

come a little closer
with your arms around me 

i wanna be all yours now
with your arms around me
with your arms around me
with your arms around me
with your arms around me again

8.6.23

I woke this morning from a dream
Painted so perfect I can see
It all so clearly

Where highways weave underwater, rise
Thread through buildings in the skies
Gold, ornate designs

Memories
Of cities 
I've never known

Some dreams feel like promises of perfect peace
Some dreams feel like finding love you cannot keep

Memories
Of cities
Where I can't go

Memories Of Cities

Head empty just music and space
no feelings; just this in my brain:

...

I don't really have much to add
I was far away

Yeah like pretty much what you said
I'm probly the same

I can't really think on the spot
come back to me later

Worried I've been silent too long
Force an answer

Head empty just music and space
Feel nothing just bliss in my brain

Constant nonsense replays through my head
Sorry what was the question you said?

I don't really have many thoughts
til I'm all alone.
Think of some new project to start
forget my old goals

Ask me what i did yesterday, i don't really know
But if you want obscure useless facts,
I've got some of those

Head empty just music and space
can't say what this morning I ate

Constant nonsense replays through my head
Sorry what was the question you said?

Always absent when people need me
If I'm late it's cuz I was asleep

memes from last year repeat in my head
hold in chuckles, repress it instead

Never known what I really do think
I just say what I think you expect

Been a while since I felt something
that made me want to be conscious instead

Music Echoes Around An Empty Head

ice cream and cakes
bright bow; pink face
candy coated

pop melody
plastic physique
sugar soaked

But I hope, we never meet
though your songs are so sweet

I'd try, but I can't find
more song picking your mind

anthemic hits
of perfect bliss
have to have it
(where's it from?)

neon rivets
bright beats alit
magic pageant
(where is more?)

to meet backstage? that's a pass
what tune's an autograph?

ice cream pancakes
bright bow; pink face
candy coated
(is there more?)

pop melody
plastic physique
sugar soaked
(no, no more)

that video
i'll never know
what is like it
(nothing else)

riddles for bliss
that don't exist
where's more pure form?
(somewhere else)

do not go
to her after the show
what's perfect from a distance never betters front row

the coating is sweet
but it's not what's in deep
stop it on the surface while it's still replete

The spark you love
Came through her, not from
Savor your impression; spit it out before the center

music's a kind
you find, not design
They tapped into the ether and by chance it aligned

She's not the song
So move along
An artist is a vessel, not the source where you're drawn

the sunset's good
but if you could
don't try to get close to it or it turns back into boring mid-noon

Candy Coated

how does it happen;
a dream in the night
seems more perfect and bright
than ever in light?

Where'd the brain get it
if i couldn't sketch it
and never met it
in life?

the brain takes
things far and blurry
fills them with perfection

I dreamed about you before we ever met 
in the furthest place west
where the sun gets wet

orange red through stained glass lit from some other world
you from far away were
perfect

I shouldn't ask you
but if you dreamed it too

then won't you meet me?
won't you meet me?

poets would labor years to write just a hint
of how you buoyantly skip
of your leaping heart

but then again i only know you a bit
distance filled the rest in
with charm

I'll never tell you
but if it could be true

then won't you meet me?
won't you meet me?

Meet Me

From this old houseboat, in the middle of the sea
Screens shine with movement from distant cities,
written for laughs, but speak like prophets to me.

But how can I follow with no path from the sea
My mind winds in circles, short-circuits, repeats
I just wait around, I'm too tired to sleep

But I don't mind
not anymore

Float away
not really sure

The thing falls asleep, turns black the display
dust on the screen looks like our milky way
with me on the outside and so far away

But I don't mind
not anymore

Float away
not really sure

I don't try
not anymore

What is sea
what is shore

comforts are plenty but where is the passion?
pointlessly docile as carnivores captive
I'm homesick for homesickness; let something happen

Maybe pain, stress, and fear would be better
Than to be unstimulated forever

There is meaning and purpose at shore
But there's no lights around me anymore

But I don't mind
that's how things are

At least I get
to see all the stars

I like stars

Memories Of Cities

Forest Phantom

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