Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Gone.


Look at you, out to make a deal.
You try to be appealing but you loose your appeal.

The Horizon Has Been Defeated


But no prints can come from fingers
if machines become our hands
and then our feet become the wheels
and then the wheels become the cars
and then the rigs begin to drill
until the drilling goes too far.

Forget what we're told

Show me a garden
that's bursting into life.

Lucky


I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I've been
Lucky to be coming home again