loop day one

basement loop part 1

isn't it crazy when you think you know someone
so well, but farewell
I should've realized sooner I was temporary

we sit around I hear a sound it's a woman alone
I should've seen the reason why I felt like I died
a little soon we're in your room, my body's shakin' cold
I had to leave to go retrieve the life that I once loathed

I tried to give you the words that I knew
would keep you here but you just ran
I'm not the guy who would deny you
what you say you want but it's not right
alone at night, I can't sleep without you next to me

"we moved too quick" but that's a fixable problem
just cut the shit, I wanna get to the bottom of it
I know you feel like I was still the reason why
your passion's gone, it's been too long, your plants are dry
you read us all wrong

your words, they cut through my bones that night
the wounds will heal
my drive isolates my life from standing still
the way that you looked that night
a photo from Halloween 
a part of YOU died that night, just like me

halloween photo

between the heat and the bitter frost
count all the things you've lost
stashed aside in all corners of the globe
newspaper soaked in rain
the letters dripping down your veins
the air is grey and I can't believe 
you'd rather leave than stay for free
between the heat and bitter frost

amidst a stubborn fog, resist the ticking clock
in the background of the left side of your brain
now, don't complain today
walk down an unknown street
head hung low fixed on your feet
It's a dreaded tarot card with a blackened heart
you missed the headlights staring at the stars
between the heat and bitter frost I found you

with your held up high
kick dirt, it hurts, but at least you tried

you say you wanna rest
is that all you've to do
you're barely half-dressed 
but sleep in shoes

between the heat and bitter frost 
I found you cracked in two

between the heat and bitter frost

transient

"too many people"

empty parking lot
I throw my bottle in the air
just to hear it break
it's a metaphor the life I've made
I'm razed to the ground
he's a transient on the sidewalk
who skateboards along
not knowing who's watching on

too many people are bringing you down
they're unsatisfied w/ their situations

when I'm wrong, and you're right
you can't change me, you cannot change me overnight
this night is long, why must we fight
you can't change me, you cannot change me overnight



too many people

"vanilla scent"

I worked 10 to 9
I wanna get high
but I can't now that I met you
don't move, your skin's so smooth
I don't mind the light in my eye
and I hope that you'll give me a call
it's our pace we set
I love it when you get excited
the VCR's on, the previews are long
could you read the subtitles
my eyes are weak
vanilla scent, do I need a mint
it's the beatles in the background staring me down
I don't wanna leave but it's 6:30 in the morn
my eyes feel heavy
I don't wanna work, or be a jerk
but my arm's asleep
and we're not uttering any words
but that's okay, I'm content if you are
I don't wanna leave
but it's 7:16am and my bones are fatigued
I don't wanna leave but I know you'll be the end of me

vanilla scent

way back when pt. 1

way back when pt. 2

way back when pt. 3

jeff smith is a poortland writer, artist + musician specializing in dank basement loops, drunken reverie, and ufo drawings. 

jeff smith (poortland)