On my 27th day the bells had tolled 
and the bats cried out from underneath the island
water stopped running
fires burned buildings
electric lights gave out

sleep
sleep for 1000 years
there are no longer enough answers

The bats had gone silent
and my sweat had stopped
I coughed up rain from 3 days ago
and plunged into the ground
with a light in my hand
and a couple of broken pencils

What is it like to know one’s name?
May we offend for new sensations?
Honor ruins without new forests?

I sat in a reflective pool
caked with mud and history
tracing my brow
tracing my forehead
I saw dear companions
turn crooked and corrupted
and out of fear
I turned to even sharper things

without stories or illusion
the spirit sits caressed
the body becomes silent

Without Story Or Illusion

When I Lost Your Faith

So Physically Connected!!!

all of your problems are playing you wrong
the cathedral is dreaming emotional witness
love's new face waiting 
the taxi cab's way late
I'm on the phone saying 'boy, can you hear this?'

are we gonna go? can we go any faster?
not getting any younger

stepped on the cable your love's so performative
wasting away yes quit warning me wait for it
i cant face the world so replace with a new one and play something casual

not getting any younger
boy, you may think so

Boy, You May Think So

Non-Dubious Connexion

when the neighborhood is crumbling away from you
i know where you can turn to
in the heart that's wounded at the cave of the mouth
that's when I found you
how come leya with the lobe-like feature
believes she's powerless but also transfigures?
it's 9:30 and they're all in a hurry saying
"I can't keep this from you"

there's the memory of violent possibilities in the booth
make a hard right it's starting again
i hear both decisions but it's mostly air in the distance
a microphone and a crooner
actors rumbling nonsensed inventions
actors questioning their hesitations
there's blood on the bank of the infertile river
my spirit won't let me love you

the Hello Stranger