apnea

welcome to my soft palette symphony
led by a drunk and obstructed timpani
single uvula seeks soundly sleeping company

stetson

even the doggone tumbleweed halted mid-spin

when she swung those doors inward with her hip
i lifted a ten-gallon above by my head by its brim
and thought of absolutely nothing clever to quip

galactic

the infant hercules suckles where he should not
hera revolts; painting the night sky with her divine milk
rated R for dark matter

aviation accidents on purpose

one last taste of saki

for us cherry blossoms of the sky
the ship looms large – “Hissatsu!”

in cold bus

i'm barreling down the lakeshore,
ontario's waves crest over yonder.
the writings of a 54-year-old
kansas murder in my lap.
the sun it says, welcome home.
the condominiums, they say,
stay a little while. you're looking
mighty fine down there.
thanks, i say. it's good to be home

woe

sojourning in logic just long enough  
to pour the poorest of choices down the proverbial drain
surely my welcome in regret will be long overstayed 

to whom it may concern (first verse)

the best part of this song
is the fact that i dictated
every word
to the girl that i love
she madly scribbles down
all the absurd
shit deep inside of me
i'm losing sight of me
i'm unnerved 
so we'll watch the night
change to morning sunlight
then well get under
the covers
they cover us up
but they don't
keep out the cold
the covers
they cover us up
but they won't
uncover the world
it's hard enough
to  just feel good and trust
to whom it may concern
it's not enough
to just feel good and fuck
you silly girl

laminar flow

i'm in your slipstream
a wendy-sewn shadow
wear me around
drag me behind
just like those just-got-married cans
wear me out

superglued

suddenly i said,
"hey, come back to me."
the smile she wore
was borrowed and blue.
the payoff came accidentally.
somehow our tongues
got superglued. 
somehow i said,
"hey, come back to me."
the mound that she wore
was barren and in full view.
the payoff came simultaneously.
somehow our limbs
got tangled as fuck.
suddenly i said,
"hey, come back to me."
the arch that she wore
was ass-up-tits-to-the-floor.
the payoff came
in a cum-swallowing-symphony.
suddenly i said,
"hey come back to me."
the smile she wore
was borrowed and bruised
the payoff came rather suggestively.
somehow our tongues
got superglued.
somehow i sighed,
a sigh worth sighing.
suddenly i said,
 "hey, the bad moon rising?"

Touring TO (TV show name ideas for Shawn and Scott)

Nowhere, Toronto
I'll Show You Mine
Urban Sherpas 
Ladies and gentleman, now if you'll look to your left
Cicerones
Centre of the Universe
Tour de Farce
Guide and Go Seek
Between a Rickshaw and a Hard Place

beat together

we are puzzled
each in our own
separate ways
square-pegged
round-holed
silly little
conundrums
that's us
there, there
be still
our troubled
little hearts

we are unfounded
each in our own
narrative plays
square-pegged
round-holed
silly little
anomalies
that's us
there, there
be still
our busted
little hearts

we are unraveled
each in our own
reticent haze
square-pegged
round-holed
silly little
symphonies
that's us
there, there
beat together
our explosive
juxtaposing hearts
  

threepenny bit

tired hearts hustle through these cathartic parts
shuffling into cable-operated streetcar shopping carts 
billboard slogans casting reoccurring suggestive words
from a couch on the tower's terrace high above
the snow is massive and weighs on our collective sills
jettisoned bear market rugs and throw pillow smoke
cum dividends and cylindrical stock taken of ourselves
suggested daily servings from each mood group 
accounting for the represented school girl troupes 
these worn out hearts sure do bustle when they have to

 

arcadia

heaven hands
hand me the world
heaven sent
her heaven self
heavenly
heaven mouth
heaven hands
hand me the best 

shelby

i wanna hurry home to you
you're my homebase
you're my homie, homegirl
i wanna hurry home to your curls
home is where the heart explodes
i wanna hurry home

anatomine

your elastic limbs
defy the anatomy books.
you've been bending
notes all along.
haven't you,
tremolo thighs star?
your elastic limbs
make all of this possible.

miss shell, mah belle

you're in your bed
i'm on your balcony
you're in your head
i'm on your radar
you're in your bed
i'm on your to-do-list
you're in your bed
i'm on your balcony
you're in your bed

i'm immortalizing you
you're in your bed
i'm adoring you
you're in your bed
i'll write the rest on top of you

drugstore chelsea blues

sentiments of escape (song)

these words don't forge you and me
i'm tired, expired; i've deleted sleep
windows bleed with rain and i watch them streak
warm hands won't thaw the spring inside of me

and all those lonely roads - well i've tried every mile
and all these endless nights - it just get a little tired

and who's to blame
for these sentiments of escape?
no i know i can't retrace
the steps i didn't take
and how can i
keep tumbling at this pace?
no i know i can't escape
this new houdini fate

i am cocaine and bottles filled to the brim
poison contained but watch us wash over him
it's right, don't fuss; just let us do what we must
young man, fly high across the universe

and all those lonely roads - well i've tried every mile
and all these endless nights - it just get a little tired

and who's to blame
for these sentiments of escape?
no i know i can't retrace
the steps i didn't take
and how can i
keep tumbling at this pace?
no i know i can't escape
this new houdini fate

sorry, who's calling please?

hearing your voice
over the telephone
after such a long time
made me feel like
a million cannons
just filled the sky
with the brightest flowers

life disclaimer

this is a rain or shine event
you're supposed to smile either way
the world can always do with more reverb
you're meant to take what you can get
this is a rain or shine event