driving to the airport flying out today
saying goodbye’s so hard
but i’ve got a good poker face 

spill my deepest thoughts to strangers 
down at the bar
thats how i process my mistakes

but i never say what i’m feeling
to the right people with the right meaning
think what i wanted to say
was thank you for everything always

left so many people in so many places that
never left my heart from the start
guess thats just the price you pay

cuz callin on the weekends, seeing your face is
not the same as when we both shared the same space

wish that i could say i never took for granted
all your loving glances, patient understanding
whyd i never stop to say
thank you for everything always

every time i see you
i'm running out of time
every where i go draws 
another dotted line
memories and visiting won't ever
bridge the great divide
between our lives

think what i wanted to say
i tried to find another way
and wrote it down today
thank you for everything always

everything, always

Lemon Rinds

7 23 24 Pope Suburban Morning With

City of evil
It’s not the city of love
You forgot it in the people
Who you used to drive around drunk  
Mixing seltzer 
With bulleit rye
Said you could never affect her 
Shes strong and you’re a good guy

Her life was cut into ribbons 
You kept her hidden 
Just out of the frame of your life 
Drinking soda on ice 
Is that what love is like?

I picture what i once had
Drinking beer in the snow  
Now that I’m thinking i don’t miss that 
I always hated house shows
My new life was like a movie 
Something i couldn’t write
Now it’s just a good story 
About a man i don’t like 

But my life was cut into ribbons
Keeping parts of me hidden
Wanting to let them into the light 
Skate on solid ice 
And find out what im like 

Stood at the worlds edge with my hands in the dirt 
Now i look in the mirror and i know my worth
I wanna clean up my finger nails 
And smash the glass 
Take a good hard look 
At what i thought was my past

All of my memories were wishes
Closing the schism 
Between what i thought was life 
And what it was really like 
But I still talk to you in visions
Hear your voice in every decision 
But i won’t suffer twice 
I’ll stop taking your advice 
Start to unmemorize

Unmemorize

Silent Dusk Time
Metal Grids Rise 
Something Said On a Telephone
Fasted off the rim of a paper cup
Crescent in the cloud
Light comes up second window
Canary Yellow at the basement show
Post man goes to wage a bid
White haired woman passes missed
Doesn't See Me, Doesn't try
Cars Quick hush
And Freeway Luck
Green stream peters from the gutter
Tea stained theatres 
Cream in the gutter
no phone Bike lock stuck at home
no more shame, no man known
Have you seen a little dog?
Green palm in the pink plush light
Orange sun falls on the ocean at a night
White haired woman passes by
Doesn't See Me, Doesn't try
Have you seen a little dog?
Green palm in the pink plush light
Orange sun falls on the ocean at a night
Doesn't See Me, Doesn't try
Have you seen a little dog?

Have You Seen A Little Dog?

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A dreamy song to the Grandson of Genghis, Kublai is a well known emperor and lesser known poet.  All done on an Ipad <3

everything, always

michael nuzzo

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