frequencies

‘Oh, My Dear,
That was just
a frequency
you were not supposed to
pick up on’
.
To have such a foible foisted on you
To wade the waves of faulty fictions
No net, no rope, no trampoline,
You fell too deep into yr’ dream
.
Oh, My Dear,
What have they done to you?
My Dear,
What have you done to thee?
.
Did’ya find a firebrand, phantom frat
Feebly trip into a trap
Stranded without a dose of feel good
So lost there all alone you stood
.
Were they flotsams of old frequencies,
Far fetched and farcical ?
What you trailed fatigued and frail
In yr’ mind’s own secret gale…
.
Friends true and fair-weather
Frolick’t in your fool’s paradise
But ‘It was not a vice’ , say thrice Dear
Who said you had to pay a price?
.
The sea will mend your broken sail
Heed siren song and silent wail
You’ll learn to breathe with them there gills
You will not fail to make your bail
.
Friends and fishy farragoes
Feuds, fins, ferblungen fricatives
My dear, don’t fade away
Hold on
Swim
Find a bay
.
You’ll never get ‘nough fuzzy logic
Don’t blow your fusebox just to find
There’s nothing there and no grand story
They’re just the foghorns of your mind

Hold on, breathe deep, pray sweet one,
Out there you ran a fiery fever
You stumbled on a sort’a frequency
Some salty, delicate deceiver
.
Be brave Love, please don’t fear Love
That ever’eluding tranquility
Will come a time you just might find some
Clearer frequencies
.
.
.
(e.s – may 2006)

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velouria

hold my head
we'll trampoline
finally through the roof
on to somewhere near
and far in time
velouria
her covering
travelling career
she can really move
oh velveteen!
my velouria,
my velouria
even i'll adore you
my velouria

say to me
where have you been
finally through the roof
and how does lemur skin
reflect the sea?
.
we will wade
in the shine of the ever
we will wade
in the shine of the ever
we will wade
in the tides of the summer
every summer
every summer
every my velouria
my velouria

forevergreen
i know she's here
in California
i can see the tears
of shastasheen
my velouria,
my velouria
even i'll adore you
my velouria
.
.
.
by
pixies

TRANSATLANTICISM

the Atlantic was born today
and i'll tell you how:
the clouds above opened up
and let it out
i was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere
when the water filled every hole
and thousands upon thousands
made an ocean,
making islands
where no
island should go
oh no

those people were overjoyed;
they took to their boats
i thought it less like a lake
and more like a moat
the rhythm of my footsteps
crossing flood lands to your door
have been silenced
forever more
the distance is
quite simply
much too far for me to row
it seems farther than ever before
oh no
.
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
.
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
.
so come on, come on
so come on, come on
so come on, come on
so come on, come on
.
.
.
by
death cab for cutie

gravity

grav·i·ty (grv-t)n.
Physics.
The natural force of attraction exerted by a celestial body, such as Earth, upon objects at or near its surface, tending to draw them toward the center of the body.
The natural force of attraction between any two massive bodies, which is directly proportional to the product of their masses and inversely proportional to the square of the distance between them.
Gravitation.
Grave consequence; seriousness or importance:
Solemnity or dignity of manner.
.
from dictionary.com

a brave sop on the way to the top

i stand in defense
of every single pretense
those ways seemed to work
and everybody loved the show

it was dangerous, yes, hazardous
so very tough, so rough, yes risky
‘twas clear from the very start
i would pick myself apart

still i stand here defensive
of my choice, of my own voice
can you suggest a style much better
to live life to it’s dreary letter

if you try to learn too much
wisdom’ll wreak it’s brand of chaos
now i know …i know…i know
savior and beast reside in each
.
so, i stand here in defense
of every nimble cadence
with everything so salty n' sad
these words were all i ever had
.
(e.s / may 2006)

platz

plootz

SPLASH !!

i hope you remembered to take a deep breath...