I can see your light
Through the fog of the mountains
I beg the winds
To blow north your mast
I can feel your heat
In the Tennessee highlands
Can you feel me
Laying under overcast

You flew south for the winter
Like the birds in late fall
But this northern winter
Sees no end at all
Will you ever return
To meet me in the morning
Will I ever hear you say my name
Echoed in the great wide open

Summer always comes
Eventually
But like stillness & movement
We live & die in duality
To be known & unknown
& to give the same weight
In dreams I am a prophet
When summer’s at the gate

You flew south for the winter
Like the birds in late fall
But this northern winter
Sees no end at all
Will you ever return
To meet me in the morning
Will I ever hear you say my name
Echoed in the great wide open

I long to know you well
To say what’s unspoken
Your music is echoing
In the great wide open

Great Wide Open

Bird of prey
Wing span tracing
Across the jet stream
Take me away

Sun’s going down
On me to flood
My feet in ash
I’m one with ground

My yellow moon
Where did you go?
& the soft birdsong
Better lead me home
But I know
You’ve got me in your claws
Left red feathers in the moss
You’ve put me in the eye
Of the circle of hawks

Bird of prey
You cast your line
Your eyes are wild
Show me the way

A feather better fall
So I’ll write my will
I’ll scream & stop
When I hear your call

My yellow moon
Where did you go?
& the soft birdsong
Better lead me home
But I know
You’ve got me in your claws
Left red feathers in the moss
You’ve put me in the eye
Of the circle of hawks

Red Feathers

The Walls

Follow
I want you
The willow
Grows in your mind too

Follow
If I pull you
In the yellow
It is all true

It is all true
Let it take root
The grass grows
Tall under full moon

Wallow
If you need to
You can borrow
What is see through

Wallow
If it serves you
In the shadow
I can hold you

It is all true
I can see you
I can pull you open
If I pull you

I walked along the side until I died
I marched up to the house on your dirt road
I went inside but it was empty
I wondered if you were home

In The Yellow, It Is All True

Somewhere else
I do not know
You’ve gone back home
I could break
Break on through
I could go too

Do you hear your
Counting down from four
I’m with you now
without a form

Thank god
I don’t have a body
Thank god
I don’t have nothing on me
To be reborn
While the pyre still burns
I am what I am
Wave returns to ocean
Again

To be myself
It’s a fucking joke
You hear me no?
I could try
To lose my name
But it’s all the same

Do you hear your
Lover cry & mourn
I’m with you now
Without the horn

Thank god
I don’t have to be here
Thank god
I see it all so clear
To be reborn
While the pyre still burns
I am what I am
Wave returns to ocean
Again

Pyre Song


Pack your bags & take off
Leave it all behind
Take your cat & sleeping pills
It’s gonna be a long drive

When you’re packing up all your shit
Bring the beer & cigarettes
Leave behind the worst of it
Leave behind your madness

But it follows you
On the road
It follows you
back home

Pack your bags & take off
Burn everything down
Go into the woods
Wear your flower crown

But it’s all just a mask
You can’t wear when you’re alone
When it gets dark again
You feel it your bones

& it follows you
On the road
It follows you
Back home

It Follows You

There’s a sinkhole opening up in my backyard
I can’t get off my phone
I’m heavy breathing into the spotlit mic
Thank god I’m all alone
There’s a sister living only in my dreams
I miss her in my waking hours
I’m kicking rocks at myself for the last time
My reading is all towers

It’ll all end eventually
The kidney stone passes always
The river of time doesn’t stop for me
& I revel in the passing

There’s a pothole in my very lonely dirt road
I can’t seem to not hit
I’m dying for a different type of life
One I will not get
There’s a sister who’s taking me to worlds of green
But she is just a guest
I never know how to understand my dreams
I get nothing without context

It’ll all end eventually
The kidney stone passes always
The river of time doesn’t stop for me
& I revel in the passing

Give me the time
To fall apart in pieces
For once in my life
I’m pulling at the stitches
I’m pulling at the short stick
I’m pulling out my teeth
I listen to the clock tick
& feel alive inside my dreams

Kidney Stone

I’ve lived this day before
I breathe in the smoke
I don’t know who chooses
But they play a sick joke

& I am not laughing
I might when it’s empty
I can’t see the future
But the future sees me

I don’t know who’s in charge
I have nothing to exchange
Those heavy watering eyes
Give me nothing but shame

But those eyes see me
It makes me want to run
There is no getting over
When over never comes

Over Never Comes

High in the sky
Small in size
I squint my eyes
In my winter boots
Big down low
When you’re so close
& autumn winds bellow
& I really need you

If you’re never ever harmed again
& your enemy is across the sky
You will never ever heal again
& the world will keep spinning by
Oh my friend, son of Poseidon
Why does your arrow point at me
When you’re closer to the scorpion
Than you ever thought you’d be

Out of the heat
But lost at sea
A lit up marquis
With nothing to say
If you’re keeping score
You have years to mourn
What you are in your core
The circle spins the same way

If you’re never ever harmed again
& your enemy is behind the sun
You will never ever heal again
& you won’t see yourself in anyone
Oh my friend, son of Poseidon
Why does your arrow point at me
When you’re closer to the scorpion
Than you ever thought you’d be

If you’re never ever harmed again

You can’t trust me
With your secrets
I’m too honest
When I’m slugging
& I’m slugging
More than not

Just ignore me
When I’m crying
Cuz I know that
It’s annoying
But I feel it
& it chases me down

Duality of opinion
I don’t know what to believe
You tell me what you’re thinking
But what about me?

You can’t trust me
With your feelings
I’m too selfish
For connection
I’m projecting
All the time

Consider this
A warning
I’ll feel different
In the morning
Then night fall
Always comes back around

Duality of opinion
I don’t know what to believe
You tell me what you’re thinking
But what about me?

A tap up on the window
It’s my mirror again
My thoughts are a burden
But I always say what I’m feeling
When I’m slugging

Slugging

The lord’s house is a meadow
I welcome you, st john
A gospel choir of birds
& a tall grass bed to pray on
The pine tree is the steeple
& is blessed by a holy water creek
There is no greater answer
In the meadow that you seek

The lord’s house will be taken
But it won’t be from under my nose
As long as I smell the flowers
I know just where to go
Queen Anne’s lace is my ruler
& the crickets call my name
The fireflies light my cigarette
Nature’s sins are just the same

Now Susan has a black eye
Spare the goldenrod, spoil the child
The meadow always remembers
What it felt like to be wild
That feeling is quickly fading now
The birches eyes can see you
The mantises gave up their praying
Birds don't sing anymore

The cross comes from the branches
Of that holy pine I know
The nails are from the iron ore
That is baptized in river flow
The meadow might be empty
But the soil still sits in my skin
The broken roots are reminders
Of the unforgivable sin

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