les pauvres cœurs


Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Crush

hey you golden guru beer drunk god
of skin and bone and body fat
you are beautiful
and I want to swill your body
among kelp strands and
under a calloused sky
I want to drink the depth of you
until my belly bursts
and keep you under strange stone light
among poisonflower petals
too deep to reach the night

Sunset

That was the place
where I first kissed your face
among barricade broken and wanting
and this was the lie
that we threw up to the sky
as our fathers sat worried and waiting

and I was so young
had no need for anyone
the rebel flag burning and waving
and you were so old
when you found his love gone cold
your sacrifice wasted in warning

and I held you close
as the cinders touched your toes
among city blocks blasted and curving
and we'd come so far
that they all asked who we are
so we told them wavelength and war

because we have run out of steam
and the giant robot's just become a dream
and I wake in Whitefall alone
but I remember things before we go
and I know

I know

That this is the place
where I first will kiss your face
while the bombs fall and hail to the city
and I will be the lie
God puts up in the sky
to lure you away from that corner

and you will be the star
that drives me from this car
a heartbeat waiting for a dream
and we will be the lie
God puts up in the sky
as a reminder to love beyond your means

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Song for Exes of all kinds

I think that I can accept
that I was never the girl for you
but I hope when you reflect
you look well on me
as I do on you

I could've crossed an ocean
I could've crossed the town
but your house seemed too far away
even though
it was only five miles down

I think that I can accept
I was never the girl for you
but I hope when you reflect
you think well on me
as I do on you

this seems to be my ending
three thousand miles and change
I hope when you still think of me
if you think of me
at all
I hope you remember goodbye
I hope that you won't cry
I seem to remember something
as grains of sand in the hourglass
that I tipped my head my head
and you chose to laugh
and that
was always how I liked it

I think I can accept
that I was never the girl for you
I hope when you reflect
you think well on me
as I do on you
I hope when you accept
that I was never the girl for you
I hope when I reflect
I think well on me
I think well on me
as I do on you

Boston's a weary city
it snows a lot you see
closer to the ocean
closer than you looked at me
and the rain washes around my knees
as I step into the surf
and I hope when you don't see me
I'm invisible
like the rain
I'm invisible
like the trains you forgot

I think that I can accept
I was never the girl for you
and I hope when you reflect
you think well on me
as I do on you