Waiting for Toby, 3 days before he was born
I am sleepwalking
I'm hoping that maybe
if I tiptoe softly enough
then you will come
And not just be another
sweet dream faded too soon
Maybe if I don't wake up
You will come
and be the substance
of this hope
Maybe if I don't want you too much... maybe if I close my eyes... maybe
if I sleep
Then you can come and fill my arms
and I can be at peace
Sunday, December 25, 2005
Sunday, November 20, 2005
ode to ctk
Today I will go to Christ the King
and sit in a hard plastic chair
I will lift my voice and sing
And admire Lindsey's hair
You may ask, would it say
My bum, if it could speak
NO! Not the hardened chairs of gray
For they will bruise the cheek!
It's true enough, I can't deny
The seats are awfully hard
So I will answer in reply
A pillow I'll bring my bum to guard
the end
and sit in a hard plastic chair
I will lift my voice and sing
And admire Lindsey's hair
You may ask, would it say
My bum, if it could speak
NO! Not the hardened chairs of gray
For they will bruise the cheek!
It's true enough, I can't deny
The seats are awfully hard
So I will answer in reply
A pillow I'll bring my bum to guard
the end
Friday, April 15, 2005
trash can
at a youth camp in Va Beach
tonight I played my keyboard
on top of a trash can
there’s something there
maybe I don’t want to know
I ate lukewarm pizza
out of a cardboard box
listened to Randy Travis
thought about myself
then the kids came
pimply laughing afraid small
trying so hard to look whole
and I remembered
why I do this
tonight I played my keyboard
on top of a trash can
there’s something there
maybe I don’t want to know
I ate lukewarm pizza
out of a cardboard box
listened to Randy Travis
thought about myself
then the kids came
pimply laughing afraid small
trying so hard to look whole
and I remembered
why I do this
Wednesday, April 6, 2005
rest
tonight
it’s quiet
for a moment
and I wonder
if maybe I’ll be ok.
if maybe the madness is past
or it never happened
and really I can handle this
last night
it stormed
and I cried
and I asked
will it ever change
will I ever be free
will I ever have joy
will I ever know what it is
I need but can’t seem to find
I don’t know
but for tonight
I can rest
it’s quiet
for a moment
and I wonder
if maybe I’ll be ok.
if maybe the madness is past
or it never happened
and really I can handle this
last night
it stormed
and I cried
and I asked
will it ever change
will I ever be free
will I ever have joy
will I ever know what it is
I need but can’t seem to find
I don’t know
but for tonight
I can rest
Sunday, April 3, 2005
Flashlight
After Evan and Rees died
in the middle of the lilies
there’s a broken body
and I realize
all is not well
I try to skip but the pavement
was destroyed in the explosion
and all the Barbies melted
I know that there is a whole place
just over there
And over there, there’s something right
But I seem stuck
all these babies are holding my feet down
where’s my flashlight?
I had it minutes ago.
I could see way down the path
I could see all the flowers
all the children
no one was sick
no one was dying
Was it a dream?
That place I lived for so long
has fragmented into a very claustrophobic cavern
I’m stuck in the universe
and nothing is quite as I thought
in the middle of the lilies
there’s a broken body
and I realize
all is not well
I try to skip but the pavement
was destroyed in the explosion
and all the Barbies melted
I know that there is a whole place
just over there
And over there, there’s something right
But I seem stuck
all these babies are holding my feet down
where’s my flashlight?
I had it minutes ago.
I could see way down the path
I could see all the flowers
all the children
no one was sick
no one was dying
Was it a dream?
That place I lived for so long
has fragmented into a very claustrophobic cavern
I’m stuck in the universe
and nothing is quite as I thought
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