third volume

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

street with no name


tear the pictures from their frame,
release the rat from the maze,
break every rule of the game;
self-saturated, lowered gaze,
hit and run, avoid all blame,
change my life, change my ways,
move on a street with no name.

on a street with no name
i where i long to be now -
was it high on desert plane?
a no one without name
is what i've morphed into now,
featureless, profane.

tear the pictures from their frame,
they don't mean much anymore;
break every rule of the game
that make both eyes and heart sore.
hit and run, avoid all blame...
soon as i get up from the floor
move on a street with no name.

on a street with no name
i where i long to be now -
was it high on desert plane?
a no one without name
is what i've morphed into now,
featureless, profane.


someday


someday you will ache,
someday you will hurt,
someday you will break,
someday your heart will spurt.

someday you will know,
someday you'll trust fate,
someday you'll let it go,
someday will be too late.

someday you will heal,
someday you'll understand,
someday you will feel,
someday will be the end.

someday you'll explain,
someday you'll be sorry,
someday you'll feel pain,
someday... the end of story.