Light. Shadows.Mirrors. Life. Love. Joy. Tears. Food. Coffee. Cigarettes.
Saturday, November 04, 2006
Bed & Breakfast
arms entwined. souls locked in a kiss
blanketed in the deep evening mist
unfaithful in passionate peace.
will the sun's tendrils creep with the morrow
to find me gazing at your eyes;
or driving away with leaden sorrow
of weakness and lies?
a very long wait
anxious lover, amorous arms
rendezvous; celebration; to later pass
later to drown in your charms
to wait is to wait eternal
can you see without sight?
madness; frustration infernal
embracing you since daylight.
Friday, November 03, 2006
Tonight Tonight
Halloween passed in a secluded hamlet of a town. With seven good buddies and my son Nick. Undisclosed quantities of bourbon was of course consumed by the good folks in recess. The evening was as merry as any alcohol catalyzed evening would be. Before we knew it guitars were out and so were other stuff I will not mention for our collective peace of mind.
I'll leave you with this instead, courtesy of Billy Corgan:
Tonight Tonight
Time is never time at allYou can never ever leave without leaving a piece of youthAnd our lives are forever changedWe will never be the sameThe more you change the less you feel
Believe, believe in me, believeBelieve that life can changeThat you're not stuck in vainWe're not the same, we're different tonightTonight, so brightTonight
And you know you're never sureBut you're sure you could be rightIf you held yourself up to the lightAnd the embers never fade in your city by the lakeThe place where you were born
Believe, believe in me, believeBelieve in the resolute urgency of nowAnd if you believe there's not a chance tonightTonight, so brightTonight
We'll crucify the insincere tonightWe'll make things right, we'll feel it all tonightWe'll find a way to offer up the night tonightThe indescribable moments of your life tonightThe impossible is possible tonightBelieve in me as I believe in you, tonight
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