Last Night

Last night I lay awake restless as a summer storm,
twisted as the tornado it produces.
My sheets entwined around my healthy body and enshrouded
my broken spirit with some
odd warmth
of a cool hand swept from this earth like
snow falling from a honda sedan.

I lay awake restless as a summer storm,
pouring rain from my windows and cried to you
and felt as though
your lips pressed to my cheek and
your hands rubbed my back
and your lips sang a song
of a summer when
you weren't gone.

#35: Medley

One day can bend your existence and alter the way that you

eat Lay's chips out of the bag--

All the little things change and

nothing is the

same.

So I remember when I’d get straight A’s and you’d tell

me that I was great and

I was going to go far

and you were

proud.

Well now I don’t hear these things so

I slip on my bathrobe--

Hibernate for a few thousand years,

lost in in the sound of your voice.

Suffocated by a sea of regret.

Wishing means nothing if nobody can

hear and these ships have

anchors that bind us to

the shores of our

subconscious.

The bottom of this ship--

It scrapes the sand where our souls

once stood and where

you once were and where we

once laughed.

Nothing is the same when you're gone

and to be honest,

I think I may be somewhere between

sick of holding on and happy

you haven't let go.

I Promise You You're Not Just A Waitress

I promise you you're not just a waitress.

And-

I'm not just a man at a bar.

How many breaths did you take today?

How many dreams do you dream tonight?

I promise you you're not just a waitress.

How many words did you sing today?

How many things will you think tonight?

I promise you you're not just a waitress.

I sing too loudly. 

I think too much.

I'm not just a man at a bar. 

I snore too heavily.

I dream too steadily. 

I'm not just a man at a bar.

Make this day worth something, powder blue cat woman black pants polo shirt,

make this day yours.

Show them what I see, blonde hair beauty queen small smile big soul,

make this day yours.

Take what I'm telling you, hopeless hopeful idiotic thoughtful sharp bulb dull knife,

You're not just a waitress.

No.

I promise you you're not just a waitress.

And-

I'm not just a man at a bar. 

-M

Pale Blue Pillars

With every fresh coat of paint stroked between pale blue pillars,
I become less of a girl and more of an
artist.
I'm less of a coward and more of a
hero.
I'm less of a stranger and more of a
cellist.

With every fresh coat of paint stroked between pale blue pillars,
I feel my blood pump with new force as
if the blood pressure rising could somehow
force the symphony out of my soul.
It gets stuck in my heart valves like dried
paint gets stuck in the tubes of acrylic daydream
and no matter how much I prod,
sometimes a toothpick just won't poke it out.
My cape gets stuck in the jet turbine and no matter
how fast I fly, I can't slow
these propellers down,
I can't escape.

With every fresh coat of paint stroked between pale blue pillars,
I feel my body become alive with the prospect
of swirling phrases and infinite possibilities,
locked beneath the surface of a sheet of glass five feet thick.
I can watch them all I want as the
fire within them makes friends with the uncertainty of
melting their being.
I know that they're stuck and no matter how
hard I push, I'll still get a few cutes
trying to pull them out,
I can't escape.

With every fresh coat of paint stroked between pale blue pillars,
I'm less of a cynic and more of a
believer.
I'm less of a daytime creature and more of a
midnight slayer.
I become less of a girl and more of an
artist.

With every fresh coat of paint stroked between pale blue pillars,
it's reaffirmed that this is what I have to do.
Despite the bumps and bruises,
the hiccups and scratches,
the tears and pain,
the sheer bliss.
With every fresh coat of paint stroked between pale blue pillars,
I believe a little harder.
Find hope a little more.
Know a little stronger.

I become less of a girl and more of an
artist.

"Letting Go, Continued" Performance!

After a day of recording and shooting, here is the finished product! Enjoy!