Saturday, January 30, 2010

in the beginning

he was your desire
you made it so
made him so
in your image
a god
among gods
brutally so

Friday, January 29, 2010


plain and simple
this is what writing is supposed to look like
and do
and feel


Thursday, January 28, 2010

stuck here

sitting by the light
trying to make it right
trying to make it sound like
you might want
to answer me

Wednesday, January 27, 2010


running now
broken indeed
past tense
a warning
never heeded
tomorrow has stolen my light
so it's no surprise
out of breath
i would believe
if i could
not falling
climbing down
hand over hand

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

this is not a post about another good song

though streets of philadelphia is definitely an example of one

this post is about more words
and here they are


and this is a sort of revenge
i know it is
and the need for it
more than it itself
makes me angry
but there is nothing else
to take its place
despite its leaving me
more empty
than empty

Sunday, January 24, 2010

the sky

is burnin'
i believe my soul is on fire

i guess you can start here

then in the search box type in the words "bad company"
then click on the first bad company that shows up (the top one)
then scroll down and find "burning sky"
on the album entitled "merchants of cool"

this has been another public service announcement

Saturday, January 23, 2010

a wish

i wish i could let go of you
because i know you have
of me
and all the praying
and the hoping
and all that shit
it hasnt changed a damned thing
you've killed me
and though i'm no fool
i've come back
a thousand times
and i'm tired
i'm so tired
but you wont let me let go
because it's yours
only yours
to give
and you dont
love me
you dont

Friday, January 22, 2010

brownsville girl - bob dylan - a public service

the song is "brownsville girl"
its by bob dylan
and its on the album entitled "knocked out loaded"

not everyone is a dylan fan
i understand this
hell, i'm not such a big dylan fan myself

but this song, it's something to listen to

oh c'mon
you dont have 4 minutes for me?
if you dont like it after 4 minutes you can shut it off.

i cant describe the melody because, well, you cant really describe a melody in words
but its really good
the backup singers are splendid

and now we get to the lyrics
i will reprint a few of them
if this isnt enough to whet your app petite, you can move along to something funnier and more insightful in bloggland

you know what? forget it
i'm gonna print the whole damned thing
you can read it if you want


Brownsville Girl
Well, there was this movie I seen one time,
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck.
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying to make a name for himself.
The townspeople wanted to crush that kid down and string him up by the neck.
Well, the marshal, now he beat that kid to a bloody pulp
as the dying gunfighter lay in the sun and gasped for his last breath.
Turn him loose, let him go, let him say he outdrew me fair and square,
I want him to feel what it's like to every moment face his death.
Well, I keep seeing this stuff and it just comes a-rolling in
And you know it blows right through me like a ball and chain.
You know I can't believe we've lived so long and are still so far apart.
The memory of you keeps callin' after me like a rollin' train.
I can still see the day that you came to me on the painted desert
In your busted down Ford and your platform heels
I could never figure out why you chose that particular place to meet
Ah, but you were right. It was perfect as I got in behind the wheel.
Well, we drove that car all night into San Anton'
And we slept near the Alamo, your skin was so tender and soft.
Way down in Mexico you went out to find a doctor and you never came back.
I would have gone on after you but I didn't feel like letting my head get blown off.
Well, we're drivin' this car and the sun is comin' up over the Rockies,
Now I know she ain't you but she's here and she's got that dark rhythm in her soul.
But I'm too over the edge and I ain't in the mood anymore to remember the times when I was your only man
And she don't want to remind me. She knows this car would go out of control.
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love.
Well, we crossed the panhandle and then we headed towards Amarillo
We pulled up where Henry Porter used to live.
He owned a wreckin' lot outside of town about a mile.
Ruby was in the backyard hanging clothes, she had her red hair tied back.
She saw us come rolling up in a trail of dust.
She said, "Henry ain't here but you can come on in, he'll be back in a little while."
Then she told us how times were tough and about how she was thinkin' of bummin' a ride back to where she started.
But ya know, she changed the subject every time money came up.
She said, "Welcome to the land of the living dead." You could tell she was so broken-hearted.
She said, "Even the swap meets around here are getting pretty corrupt."
"How far are y'all going?" Ruby asked us with a sigh.
"We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn,
'Til the sun peels the paint and the seat covers fade and the water moccasin dies."
Ruby just smiled and said, "Ah, you know some babies never learn."
Something about that movie though, well I just can't get it out of my head
But I can't remember why I was in it or what part I was supposed to play.
All I remember about it was Gregory Peck and the way people moved
And a lot of them seemed to be lookin' my way.
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love.
Well, they were looking for somebody with a pompadour.
I was crossin' the street when shots rang out.
I didn't know whether to duck or to run, so I ran.
"We got him cornered in the churchyard," I heard somebody shout.
Well, you saw my picture in the Corpus Christi Tribune. Underneath it, it said, "A man with no alibi."
You went out on a limb to testify for me, you said I was with you.
Then when I saw you break down in front of the judge and cry real tears,
It was the best acting I saw anybody do.
Now I've always been the kind of person that doesn't like to trespass but sometimes you just find yourself over the line.
Oh if there's an original thought out there, I could use it right now.
You know, I feel pretty good, but that ain't sayin' much. I could feel a whole lot better,
If you were just here by my side to show me how.
Well, I'm standin' in line in the rain to see a movie starring Gregory Peck,
Yeah, but you know it's not the one that I had in mind.
He's got a new one out now, I don't even know what it's about
But I'll see him in anything so I'll stand in line.
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love.
You know, it's funny how things never turn out the way you had 'em planned.
The only thing we knew for sure about Henry Porter is that his name wasn't Henry Porter.
And you know there was somethin' about you baby that I liked that was always too good for this world
Just like you always said there was something about me you liked that I left behind in the French Quarter.
Strange how people who suffer together have stronger connections than people who are most content.
I don't have any regrets, they can talk about me plenty when I'm gone.
You always said people don't do what they believe in, they just do what's most convenient, then they repent.
And I always said, "Hang on to me, baby, and let's hope that the roof stays on."
There was a movie I seen one time, I think I sat through it twice.
I don't remember who I was or where I was bound.
All I remember about it was it starred Gregory Peck, he wore a gun and he was shot in the back.
Seems like a long time ago, long before the stars were torn down.
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

looking back

you never write
you never visit
you never call
there is nothing
so empty
as a mirror

Monday, January 18, 2010

thus far

singing a song
about grace
and being found
and all the while
looking more lost
than i
thought possible
on this earth
and later
i thought
that maybe
he wasnt

Sunday, January 17, 2010


for me, it's always been the last lines
this time it's the first two

i am away
my eyes are lost
i know this
what could be
isnt necessarily what should be
i have lived
long enough
to know this
but it is what could be
in the realm of possible
and for this
i cry

Saturday, January 16, 2010


a friend of mine was reading a book. (claire voyant - saralee rosenberg. must give credit where it is due.)
i cant tell you what its about
i dont know, and i didnt ask
but she laughed out loud
so of course i asked what was funny
so she said that a character in the book said of another that she was bisexual

2nd person: what?!
1st person: yeah. as long as i'd buy things for her, she was sexual.

now, if i was actually reading the book, i wouldnt admit to it
no matter how good the line was
but i wasnt
so i can blog about it while still keeping my manliness

Friday, January 15, 2010

mad lib

i jogged for ____ minutes today during which time i covered ___ miles and thus burned ____ calories.

i say, why bother filling it in at all?

ok. this week wasnt as bad as a three month dry spell i had for the months of october november and december.
i should be ashamed of myself
you are right
but i successfully convinced myself that it was too cold outside
and it was

now i go to a place with lots of exercise equipment strewn around
i forget what it's called
at a rather ungodly hour
and it's still very cold outside

its the almonds i tell you!

and i love jim croce
i'm just throwing it in there

Thursday, January 14, 2010

more swearing

i would swear, on most things holy, that i used to think that the handicapped sign on the bathroom door was telling everyone what was supposed to be done in that room.
specifically, i thought it was a crude drawing of a toilet.
and i wondered why they had to tell people what to do in there.
like any of us thought "hey! i wonder if thats the door to the carnival!"

now many alert readers (to borrow a phrase from dave barry) would ask me why i didnt wonder why that same sign was in parking lots all over the place
and i have no good answer
and no. i didnt think that they were suggesting that everyone drop trou and do their thing right in front of your local supermarket
i guess i just didnt put two and two together
they thought i was bright back in the day
little did they know....

Wednesday, January 13, 2010


they had a name
when they were alive
how does it disappear
so quickly
i entertained the thought
many times
of forgetting
but it doesnt go away
i push the button
the bell rings
and down i go
and all that ends well
is not well

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

ha. ha. ha.

i wrote this a while back
it was the end of a relationship
it surprises me in terms of its upbeat tone
i'll take the upbeat tone
i can use it


and if there really is no place for us
thats alright
and surprisingly
i find that i am at peace with that
given the choice again
i would choose
the same
and i am the reason
this time
an aberration
but i haven't stopped growing
and this seems tot be part of the process
mostly introspective
and it's turning out to be not that bad a place after all
maybe it never really was

Monday, January 11, 2010

yeterday's news

the obituary is a few weeks too late
but that time has afforded me a luxury
i have read what others have written
and the grief has had time to ferment and mature
and it has settled itself in a fashion
what i have arrived at may sound no different
indeed, it may not be different at all
but my eyes are tearing as i write
so i know i'm still there

Thursday, January 7, 2010

staring at the keyboard wont get me a title. ok. i'm leaving this space blank.

and though i both tire and despair
i am back where i began
with less determination
less hope
sleep will elude me
as it does
but hopefully for only a short while longer
and so i dedicate this time to you
to us
to freedom from the future
and at this juncture
where there is nothing left but tomorrow
i join with you
in quiet celebration
of yesterday

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

word verifications

so mine was "resturb"
i wonder if that's being disturbed yet again...


this is diane
you should go visit her and see what all the hype is about
yes. it's all related.


the questions
to another
of order
these are the answers

Sunday, January 3, 2010

something worth considering...

no i wasn't paid for this
it is a public service announcement
out of the kindness of my heart

stop snickering dammit!

blue diamond makes various flavored almonds
i tasted the smokehouse ones (and they are worth looking into)
but that was before i met the wasabi and soy sauce almonds
ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner


Friday, January 1, 2010

something more upbeat


i sat on top of the slide last night
that if places have energy
this would be a most joyous place
this would be a place of dreams
and that in the evenings
out of the sight
of the ever-watchful probing eye
they roam free
in little pink sundresses and little tan shorts
so i slid down and wiped wiped off the day's rain
and made room for the prophets of tomorrow