When this all started
We used to kiss with our eyes closed
And now
We both keep one eye open
To make sure one of us
Isn't trying to stab the other in the back.
stuff written by jg
T H E M E S
alphabet fishing
creek songs or love strummed through the leaves
fruit
the whale
T H E M E S
alphabet fishing
creek songs or love strummed through the leaves
fruit
the whale
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Girl's Handwriting
If you call the woods,
I can call the fire.
It was there
That I saw
A deer through the trees
It sipped from the lake
And ran off full of knowledge
And water.
I got the feeling
The lights would blind me
When we got home.
So I brushed away the snow
Listened to the crackle of the flame
And waited for her.
She came up to me from behind
And put her hands on my chest
Her skin
Was as soft as the untouchable air
That surrounds us
Transparent
And listless
Constantly out of reach
Yet always in eye's view.
We sipped the tomato soup she brought
To fight the cold
That we've been fighting our whole lives
She tried to speak
But her voice broke apart
When she tried to pronounce my name
In fear of ruining the moment.
I just rubbed her feet, tickled her toes
And made her forget about what was easy to forget
Let's forget about the mail at home
And the bills we could never pay
Just stare in the fire
Just stare in the flame
Just stare into my heart, lover,
And maybe I can do the same.
I can call the fire.
It was there
That I saw
A deer through the trees
It sipped from the lake
And ran off full of knowledge
And water.
I got the feeling
The lights would blind me
When we got home.
So I brushed away the snow
Listened to the crackle of the flame
And waited for her.
She came up to me from behind
And put her hands on my chest
Her skin
Was as soft as the untouchable air
That surrounds us
Transparent
And listless
Constantly out of reach
Yet always in eye's view.
We sipped the tomato soup she brought
To fight the cold
That we've been fighting our whole lives
She tried to speak
But her voice broke apart
When she tried to pronounce my name
In fear of ruining the moment.
I just rubbed her feet, tickled her toes
And made her forget about what was easy to forget
Let's forget about the mail at home
And the bills we could never pay
Just stare in the fire
Just stare in the flame
Just stare into my heart, lover,
And maybe I can do the same.
Friday, December 14, 2007
Obsessive
No one intends to cut
However
They will always
Leave a mark behind
But every scar is a map
Leading to what is special
About you
I suggest you follow it
Leave behind the martyr you've become
And get your feet off the fucking ground.
However
They will always
Leave a mark behind
But every scar is a map
Leading to what is special
About you
I suggest you follow it
Leave behind the martyr you've become
And get your feet off the fucking ground.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Shark
I am a shark
Biting heads and sinking ships
Licking blood and breaking bodies
You know why your girlfriend didn't come home last night?
She was getting her heart ripped out by me.
Biting heads and sinking ships
Licking blood and breaking bodies
You know why your girlfriend didn't come home last night?
She was getting her heart ripped out by me.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Crooked Teeth
Hey crooked teeth
Do you think
That we ever could have
Grown tomatoes
In your sore spine of an apartment
That is
Bent over,
and
Polite about the pain?
We could have sipped on hot soup
And laughed by the heater
Blankets can't kill the cold,
But they can at least break its toes.
Maybe if I refused to drive you to
The job that made your blood boil and bubble
We could have curled up by our faux fireplace
And I would've sold another lie
And you would've bought another lie
And we could lie together
By the tomato pots.
Do you think
That we ever could have
Grown tomatoes
In your sore spine of an apartment
That is
Bent over,
and
Polite about the pain?
We could have sipped on hot soup
And laughed by the heater
Blankets can't kill the cold,
But they can at least break its toes.
Maybe if I refused to drive you to
The job that made your blood boil and bubble
We could have curled up by our faux fireplace
And I would've sold another lie
And you would've bought another lie
And we could lie together
By the tomato pots.
Well Adjusted
I broke my eyes in my sleep
Will the world be kind today, now that I can't see through it?
Will the world be kind today, now that I can't see through it?
Monday, November 12, 2007
Fur For Armor
Would you pet a beast
Even if it might bite you?
Just don't stare into it's eyes
It's too revealing.
Even if it might bite you?
Just don't stare into it's eyes
It's too revealing.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Peach
I am art,
And he is not.
I am a peach,
And he is not.
I may have a pit for a heart
But it is buried deep under layers of sweet, subtle delight.
And he is not.
I am a peach,
And he is not.
I may have a pit for a heart
But it is buried deep under layers of sweet, subtle delight.
Thursday, November 08, 2007
I Beat the Machine
I had a question for you
How do you sleep at night?
You may change your looks but deep down you're still the same
Trade art for fashion, reality for fiction
Maybe this was all bigger than you and me
Maybe it'll outlive us both
Goodbye lady anchor
Your baby doll lips can shudder all they'd like
I ran once, I can run again
Jump ship and get busy
I can stumble fast away from your whistling of a funeral march
Wash my mouth of of a bitter past
And wave goodbye to wasted time.
How do you sleep at night?
You may change your looks but deep down you're still the same
Trade art for fashion, reality for fiction
Maybe this was all bigger than you and me
Maybe it'll outlive us both
Goodbye lady anchor
Your baby doll lips can shudder all they'd like
I ran once, I can run again
Jump ship and get busy
I can stumble fast away from your whistling of a funeral march
Wash my mouth of of a bitter past
And wave goodbye to wasted time.
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Banana
Little Banana
Nude in the ocean
Golden flowers in your hair
You won't find love in the water
The only thing you'll catch
Is a cold.
Nude in the ocean
Golden flowers in your hair
You won't find love in the water
The only thing you'll catch
Is a cold.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Good Morning Glastonbury Snowfall
She says "Slow down, let's talk about this." I think there's nothing to say. We're going in circles, and I swear I've seen that same street sign six times already. "You must be cold", I tell her. You should put on your sweater. You wanted to drive, but I didn't want to hear the wrong songs. And I know that this is the goodbye that happened too late. I'll try to try to speed it up. "It's too bad" she cries, but I haven't the time. I'm moving on after you move on, that's a deal. And I know I hugged you longer than friends do. I'll try to try to cut down in the future.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Don't go in the water, large breasted female: He's got a knife!
Across from me
He tears at a napkin
Across from him
She itches her elbow
Across from her
Is me
A dinosaur in conversation, a baby in existing
There's too much dinner on the table, we're all full.
He tears at a napkin
Across from him
She itches her elbow
Across from her
Is me
A dinosaur in conversation, a baby in existing
There's too much dinner on the table, we're all full.
Monday, October 22, 2007
Religious
Danger boys and killer girls
Making out with laptops licking between their thighs
"Get the camera, get your cell phone
We can't start fucking until there's been proof!"
Pop your pills or snort your pleasures
Do your hair in the reflection of a one night stand's cum
Pick your vintage dress up out of the sweet sweat of regret free lust
Fashion, fucking and fun - the new religion
Scream it from the hills with your breasts exposed in the wind.
Making out with laptops licking between their thighs
"Get the camera, get your cell phone
We can't start fucking until there's been proof!"
Pop your pills or snort your pleasures
Do your hair in the reflection of a one night stand's cum
Pick your vintage dress up out of the sweet sweat of regret free lust
Fashion, fucking and fun - the new religion
Scream it from the hills with your breasts exposed in the wind.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
You Never Uncross Your Legs
You never uncross your legs
And it's all I ever think of.
Your skin
Is the smoothest, softest egg shell.
Why can't I crack you?
I taught you in a class
And everyone got an A+.
{for amber}
And it's all I ever think of.
Your skin
Is the smoothest, softest egg shell.
Why can't I crack you?
I taught you in a class
And everyone got an A+.
{for amber}
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Breathing In Cupped Hands
A scarf choked your neck
While you watched me collecting firewood
From the window
The kids are asleep and the dog is resting by the fire
She got me high while the house was warm enough
To undress
I'll taste the salt from your skin
You can put a flower in my mouth
Let's not get routine
Because it's going to be a long winter.
{inspired by rb}
While you watched me collecting firewood
From the window
The kids are asleep and the dog is resting by the fire
She got me high while the house was warm enough
To undress
I'll taste the salt from your skin
You can put a flower in my mouth
Let's not get routine
Because it's going to be a long winter.
{inspired by rb}
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
You Can Fuck Anyone From A Distance
I hid in the back seat of your car
Underneath the dirt and the sweat
You drove through states to see that "someone borrowed, someone new"
He salutes as he removes your shirt
And the stereo sang
"Who's in your heart is not always who's in your bed"
He kisses your neck, I kissed your hand
He is your lover, and your love is just your friend.
Underneath the dirt and the sweat
You drove through states to see that "someone borrowed, someone new"
He salutes as he removes your shirt
And the stereo sang
"Who's in your heart is not always who's in your bed"
He kisses your neck, I kissed your hand
He is your lover, and your love is just your friend.
Sunday, October 07, 2007
Beach Photographs Broke My Heart
Last night I curled up with your blanket
And dreamt I biked to your town
I brought you the clouds and rested them against your cheek
I kissed your forehead
And headed back to wake up alone.
And dreamt I biked to your town
I brought you the clouds and rested them against your cheek
I kissed your forehead
And headed back to wake up alone.
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Promiscuous
Oh Stephanie came to the river
To search for love
She heard it's on an island
A whole coast away
Here she has been swimming in circles
Being thrown around
She is an autumn leaf
Who's aging, dying and being ripped apart
There are too many hands on her rough skin
It is sink or swim
Oh Stephanie you must come to the river
And find your love across the way.
To search for love
She heard it's on an island
A whole coast away
Here she has been swimming in circles
Being thrown around
She is an autumn leaf
Who's aging, dying and being ripped apart
There are too many hands on her rough skin
It is sink or swim
Oh Stephanie you must come to the river
And find your love across the way.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Couch Surfing
I woke up to whiskey fingertips on hushed lips
The carpet I slept on
Was clean
Except for the cigarette ashes and spilled beer
Over the years
We create history in our floors
For others to wake up on.
The carpet I slept on
Was clean
Except for the cigarette ashes and spilled beer
Over the years
We create history in our floors
For others to wake up on.
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Ring Finger
Last night I was looking through my closet
When I found a bag full of your stuff
There was that Valentine's Day card you painted
And a note you wrote me the first time I left.
Do you still have anything of mine?
Is that ring with the heart on your finger,
Or it it rusting in your drawer?
Have you worn those shoes I bought you,
Or are they collecting dust in a box?
Your fingers used to dance all over my body
And rest between my thighs
When they were done, I put them in my pocket
And never gave them back.
When I found a bag full of your stuff
There was that Valentine's Day card you painted
And a note you wrote me the first time I left.
Do you still have anything of mine?
Is that ring with the heart on your finger,
Or it it rusting in your drawer?
Have you worn those shoes I bought you,
Or are they collecting dust in a box?
Your fingers used to dance all over my body
And rest between my thighs
When they were done, I put them in my pocket
And never gave them back.
Friday, September 14, 2007
Sing Crickets, Sing
We sat in the basement
Listening to the songs your grandfather sang along to
You told me we're living a novel;
We're only playing the part
And our words were merely fiction
I kissed you on the cheek
And departed to start my autobiography.
Listening to the songs your grandfather sang along to
You told me we're living a novel;
We're only playing the part
And our words were merely fiction
I kissed you on the cheek
And departed to start my autobiography.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
Arm Wrestling In the Garden
He wrote me down and spoke my words
Sung my songs and let out my melodies
You do a better job at being me than I.
Sung my songs and let out my melodies
You do a better job at being me than I.
Pinball
On one end of the hall was
You: laughing, crying and pointing. I could see the dirt in your fingernails and the despair in your dirty looks.
On the other end of the hall, well that's
Me: empty, floating and sinking. You could see my shoes are full of feet and secrets.
What ever are we to do? There you are and here am I.
There is so much
Oxygen
Between us.
All I want to do is kiss your fucking lips off.
You: laughing, crying and pointing. I could see the dirt in your fingernails and the despair in your dirty looks.
On the other end of the hall, well that's
Me: empty, floating and sinking. You could see my shoes are full of feet and secrets.
What ever are we to do? There you are and here am I.
There is so much
Oxygen
Between us.
All I want to do is kiss your fucking lips off.
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
One Autumn Evening
Like paper bags
We blew through stop signs
And floated around the night
Hands held with our acid girlfriends
Being chased by the sun.
We blew through stop signs
And floated around the night
Hands held with our acid girlfriends
Being chased by the sun.
Sunday, September 02, 2007
Banjo
I swam in your curls
You smelled all my flowers
The first date always
Gets me floating for hours.
You smelled all my flowers
The first date always
Gets me floating for hours.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Relationships
I chewed off my own leg
Just to finally be free
But friend, as long as you leave something behind
You are never free.
Just to finally be free
But friend, as long as you leave something behind
You are never free.
Apple
"She's really quite dashing"
I heard
Somebody say
I choose
To think of her
Like an apple
That fell from the tree
Too soon,
Rotting in the grass.
I heard
Somebody say
I choose
To think of her
Like an apple
That fell from the tree
Too soon,
Rotting in the grass.
Monday, August 20, 2007
Class Is A Dead Scene
Your grave
Is in ruins
It lies behind our high school
And your body has become the Earth
I stopped crying long ago
Right around the time I left that place behind.
Is in ruins
It lies behind our high school
And your body has become the Earth
I stopped crying long ago
Right around the time I left that place behind.
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Baby June
You've aged too quickly
I watched you pass me by
Bit my fingernails until they bled
We conceived again
Named our little girl
"July"
Gonna try again
Gonna do it right.
{June-era -duh-. There's another one floating around somewhere, if I find it I will post it.}
I watched you pass me by
Bit my fingernails until they bled
We conceived again
Named our little girl
"July"
Gonna try again
Gonna do it right.
{June-era -duh-. There's another one floating around somewhere, if I find it I will post it.}
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Fuck.
When I see your knees my jaw drops to the dirt. I want to rub them red and kiss you all over. Your ankles have a way of telling me things that you're probably not thinking but are exactly what I want to hear. They tell me you want me. But your eyes say no. So I will just ask... do you want me? Do you want to make love all through the night, touching your nose and kissing your toes? Do you want me to tell you that I think you're beautiful with my eyes as the spokesman for my heart? What DO you want and more importantly can I give it?
Friday, August 03, 2007
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Wheels
I've heard of wheels turning
Bringing bodies to planned destinations
But my wheels
They don't work that way
They roll real fast until I'm somewhere I've been before
And never will be at again.
Bringing bodies to planned destinations
But my wheels
They don't work that way
They roll real fast until I'm somewhere I've been before
And never will be at again.
Thursday, May 17, 2007
You are Beatrice
I am listening
Don't you worry
I've held your hand
But it always felt loose
Like sand escaping from between my fingers
I miss you.
Did you know that?
I want to sweat with you again.
You're pretty.
You're pretty much the greatest.
Don't you worry
I've held your hand
But it always felt loose
Like sand escaping from between my fingers
I miss you.
Did you know that?
I want to sweat with you again.
You're pretty.
You're pretty much the greatest.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Speed
She's so fragile, and I have clumsy baggage.
Her fingertips ran down my spine and I simply never stopped running.
Her fingertips ran down my spine and I simply never stopped running.
Friday, April 13, 2007
What You Want Is Everywhere
So it goes
The wind blows beneath her skin
It tickles, teases, touches, pleases
It's just what we wanted
Your body is grass
Your eyes are butter
You cried on my shoulder once
And left a stain on my shirt
I was told to wash it out, because it's a stain you don't want
But I haven't the time, the detergent and quite frankly
The desire
You're welcome in my clothing any time.
The wind blows beneath her skin
It tickles, teases, touches, pleases
It's just what we wanted
Your body is grass
Your eyes are butter
You cried on my shoulder once
And left a stain on my shirt
I was told to wash it out, because it's a stain you don't want
But I haven't the time, the detergent and quite frankly
The desire
You're welcome in my clothing any time.
I've Been Thinking
Snow falling in the spring
Your body keeps me warm
Your skin keeps me hopeful
We'll shake collectively under delicate sheets
Barely speaking, hardly breathing
I fell in love with your hat
That second I remembered again
What love really is
Let's become one with rocking chairs
And cabins by the lake
Our previous lives will
Live only through Polaroids and fairy tales
Live forever through rainy days
And colder nights
I lost my keys:
My eyes are locked to yours.
Your body keeps me warm
Your skin keeps me hopeful
We'll shake collectively under delicate sheets
Barely speaking, hardly breathing
I fell in love with your hat
That second I remembered again
What love really is
Let's become one with rocking chairs
And cabins by the lake
Our previous lives will
Live only through Polaroids and fairy tales
Live forever through rainy days
And colder nights
I lost my keys:
My eyes are locked to yours.
Friday, March 23, 2007
Wide Open
I am a doctor
I am able to fix your cancers
And unbreak your legs
Kiss your blood
And patch up your wounds.
Can you do the same?
A doctor needs a doctor.
I am able to fix your cancers
And unbreak your legs
Kiss your blood
And patch up your wounds.
Can you do the same?
A doctor needs a doctor.
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Sheet Music
There's a piano in my chest
Every time I play a note
It swells and expands
This song I wrote is gentle
Like that first summer breeze
I grew up in the grass
Dreaming of a beautiful girl
She was the everything to my something
And I feel like I've finally found her
So I sewed a home with love and twigs
Secured it with the best intentions
Hoping she'll move in
Hoping she'll stay for awhile
I baked in good thoughts and I boiled up my great smile
I based it on hers
It might not taste so great
But i worked on it for hours
I still play that piano in my chest
On a cold winter's night
There a fire that burns for hours on end
Keeps my fingers warm
Keeps my playing at it's finest
Until my heart bursts into a thousand pieces
There will be fireworks
There will be picnics
There will be moons to cuddle under
I hope they come soon.
Every time I play a note
It swells and expands
This song I wrote is gentle
Like that first summer breeze
I grew up in the grass
Dreaming of a beautiful girl
She was the everything to my something
And I feel like I've finally found her
So I sewed a home with love and twigs
Secured it with the best intentions
Hoping she'll move in
Hoping she'll stay for awhile
I baked in good thoughts and I boiled up my great smile
I based it on hers
It might not taste so great
But i worked on it for hours
I still play that piano in my chest
On a cold winter's night
There a fire that burns for hours on end
Keeps my fingers warm
Keeps my playing at it's finest
Until my heart bursts into a thousand pieces
There will be fireworks
There will be picnics
There will be moons to cuddle under
I hope they come soon.
The Tale of the Moon and the Tree, as told by the Grass
He whispers "I am the moon."
And the lady tree loses her leaves, and cries in the form of sap
"Oh please father moon, don't let me grow old
Have my babies fall from me and die
While I stand dead and hollow,
Raped and worn,
Crying for you to...
save me..."
Grow grow grass, forget my name.
{this is really really old, like mid '06. it has a drawing with it, which is why i never posted it. for some reason, i thought today was the time to do so.}
And the lady tree loses her leaves, and cries in the form of sap
"Oh please father moon, don't let me grow old
Have my babies fall from me and die
While I stand dead and hollow,
Raped and worn,
Crying for you to...
save me..."
Grow grow grass, forget my name.
{this is really really old, like mid '06. it has a drawing with it, which is why i never posted it. for some reason, i thought today was the time to do so.}
Is It Over?
She parts her lips
To let out prisoners
They melt in my ears
And harden my heart
I don't like the sound of goodbye.
To let out prisoners
They melt in my ears
And harden my heart
I don't like the sound of goodbye.
A Widow's Kind Heart
Oh, you look cold little one
Take my coat
It belonged to the Earth's sweetest man
Starving in the whale's throat
I loved him, I love him!
Oh, little one
I will do the crying for the both of us!
Take my coat
It belonged to the Earth's sweetest man
Starving in the whale's throat
I loved him, I love him!
Oh, little one
I will do the crying for the both of us!
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Monday, February 26, 2007
Always Forget, Always
Fingerprints lost, a graze was once warm now turned to ice
Eyes once stared into burst in the air
Let the fireworks burn
Let them fade into ashes
Kissing the air and hoping the fall never ends
It always ends
It always kills.
Eyes once stared into burst in the air
Let the fireworks burn
Let them fade into ashes
Kissing the air and hoping the fall never ends
It always ends
It always kills.
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Sing!
The other day I was walking
When I found myself following a song
I thought I had heard everything before
But this was composed different
It's structures had hips and its words had eyes
Then I heard the melody
And it knocked me out!
The song had ended and I was in the trees
Left with a skip in my step
And a song in my heart
(I whistled it all night long).
When I found myself following a song
I thought I had heard everything before
But this was composed different
It's structures had hips and its words had eyes
Then I heard the melody
And it knocked me out!
The song had ended and I was in the trees
Left with a skip in my step
And a song in my heart
(I whistled it all night long).
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Fragile Egg
She sleeps by my side
Night and day and in my dreams
She's the shade to my sun
The only one
She makes me happy.
Night and day and in my dreams
She's the shade to my sun
The only one
She makes me happy.
Monday, February 19, 2007
Words Chosen Randomly
Your eyes
Are by my side
I've stuck them in a plastic bag
and drove off
I'm sure you'll miss them
I'm sure i miss you
Let's call it borrowing
It sounds much more pleasant
I'll pluck out my own
And try yours on
I bet you see everything crystal clear
I bet you see beauty in the world
I bet you see everything perfect
But I bet you don't see me.
{I jacked the title from a Miracle of 86 song.}
Are by my side
I've stuck them in a plastic bag
and drove off
I'm sure you'll miss them
I'm sure i miss you
Let's call it borrowing
It sounds much more pleasant
I'll pluck out my own
And try yours on
I bet you see everything crystal clear
I bet you see beauty in the world
I bet you see everything perfect
But I bet you don't see me.
{I jacked the title from a Miracle of 86 song.}
Monday, February 12, 2007
Southern Stare
I woke up in a jar to the stench of the night before
Outside the glass there's:
A telephone off the hook
A notepad with spilled ink
And
A love letter never sent
It was a sweaty little summer
Drops of sex and fear run down my head
And my breath
Oh, it fogs the glass.
I left behind a single fingerprint
And went back to sleep to forget my regrets.
Outside the glass there's:
A telephone off the hook
A notepad with spilled ink
And
A love letter never sent
It was a sweaty little summer
Drops of sex and fear run down my head
And my breath
Oh, it fogs the glass.
I left behind a single fingerprint
And went back to sleep to forget my regrets.
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Run, run, run
The sky burst and the clouds broke
I drowned in a flood
My lungs filled and my heart stopped
Look out bellow, look out above
The world is coming apart on me.
I drowned in a flood
My lungs filled and my heart stopped
Look out bellow, look out above
The world is coming apart on me.
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