WRITING ----

Theoretical & Critical
Creative 

NO OUTLET MALL

Working here at the outlet mall
Consumers wavering quick in the heat
Beneath the hive of homes
The bottom of the shopping bag
The cul-de-sac
The dead end zoo

In this grand suburban mess...
I am searching for my retail friend

We don't make much money here
Still we layer on the years
Killing time in retail stores
Much too long for any labrinthine

All these strip malls stripped away...
There is nothing here for you or me

Addicted to things we do not know
We hate celebrities
Caged animals slumped to-and-fro
Shelves and displays lining endless no through roads
An eternal valley of outlet malls

PUSH THE DOOR

I found you in a deep trance
Waiting there like a limp flower
So you came and bought me a drink
And hot blood drained all my power

You found me behind the door
Pretending I was just a cold gun
I looked into your smoking eyes
And our skin touched the sun

Is the rain so free and the cold
And will I every really know?
To see the storm clouds as they grow
But push the door and let it go…
Push the door and let it go…

Babbling your pumping mouth
Your teeth won't let go of your prey
As you assemble all the people here
And push them about with your play

Is the rain so free and the cold
And will I every really know?
To see the storm clouds as they grow
But push the door and let it go…
Push the door and let it go…

And so I left you there in the cold
The rain slick with oil on the street
The drops little icicles piercing again
You only walk with backward feet

Again…

Is the rain so free and the cold?
And will I every really know?
To see the storm clouds as they grow
But push the door and let it go…
Push the door and let it go…

ONE NIGHT STAND

So the sun in shining
In the room, on your bed
It has fingers, it has lips
Kissing your head

And you're back where you were
Before it all began,
and happiness and despair's
pendulum in your hand

Wake up, wake up, wake up
Sleeping again
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Dreaming again

Take you down and place you on the cloud
Slowly you turning around hour after hour

Wake up, wake up, wake up
Sleeping again
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Dreaming again

Put you under the sheets between the sky and earth
Rapped up in your gift like a babies birth

And you see him walk away
He was just a dream,
A memories long lost day
Fading it would seem

The antithesis of blue
Would that be the sky?
Can you even see the hue?
Deepening you by?

Wake up, wake up, wake up
Sleeping again
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Dreaming again

Take you down and place you on the cloud
Slowly you turning around hour after hour

Wake up, wake up, wake up
Sleeping again
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Dreaming again

Put you under the sheets between the sky and earth
Rapped up in your gift like a babies birth

And now you are back again
Blue curtain's aquarium
Video and flower stains
A broken bottle of rum

And you trip over nothing
Laugh to yourself,
Smiles laid on the table
The bowl of fruit slowly spoils

Wake up, wake up, wake up
Sleeping again
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Dreaming again

Take you down and place you on the cloud
Slowly you turning around hour after hour

Wake up, wake up, wake up
Sleeping again
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Dreaming again

Put you under the sheets between the sky and earth
Rapped up in your gift like a babies birth

Back in the clover field
Back with butterflies
Running on forever 
The sun trees winking in your eyes

And your fear is only spice
And your lips are murmuring
Overflowing in your love
You are only for your finding

Wake up, wake up, wake up
Sleeping again
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Dreaming again

Take you down and place you on the cloud
Slowly you turning around hour after hour

Wake up, wake up, wake up
Sleeping again
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Dreaming again

Put you under the sheets between the sky and earth
Rapped up in your gift like a babies birth

SINGLE LIFE

Only a fool would believe
There is someone for me
Someone preprogrammed, new, plastic wrapped, always free

But still I catch my eye
Painting across the sky
Lingering on the passerby, cruising hard, the naked smile

What is vitally wrong
With my incomplete song
Carried heavy so long, a burden of noise, puzzled hard to belong

If I catch my mirror
What is it looking for?
Did it kiss me before? Like some, inverted musing, selfish reward

Old man tell be of
The lonely dying moth
In the dark of the void, flying targeting south, words hands friend's mouth

He said

All friends gone behind
Only memories find
Tracing, winding kind like a kiss on the neck, hold and dance loving mind

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh…

Again you sing

Years kissing me
Years holding me
Years loving me

Gonna find me a keeper
So ripe and free
Gonna pick him off
Like fruit from a tree

Gonna find the one
The one for me
Together we will ride
Into eternity...