The World Devoured

Sunday, March 30, 2008

One Night at the Hurricane

That place
That night
The moon cloudy light
Upon us as we ran
The wind whipped us straight
In a warm
February without mitts on
I thought that maybe
We could find a common ground

I know we drove here
But how did we arrive?
I know we drove here
But how did we arrive?


Middle night Friday
An alcoholic's early hours
You're underage in this
Twin Peaks bar/diner


Local folks
In plush and ripped
Vinyl booths
Eating pie with coffee or beer
You ordered waffles
Low glam gray waitress
Me a tea, thanks
And I grooved to Husker Du


I know we walked here
But how did we arrive?
I know we walked here
But how did we arrive?

Without a word
We moved
In the silent circles
Of our different inner worlds

I thought
If I lived in this town
I would come here all the time
This place would cure me
And I would feel less alone
I thought
"This is a community of weirdos
I can get behind"
My new friday night crowd
I knew every song that played

Across the table
You played in your head
Boys and booze
And the playboy party
You had planned
You looked around
And thought
All these people
In this split personality metal box
By the highway

Were losers to be there
Ordering pie at 1 a.m.
Fidgeting you said
"Let's go"
All I wanted was to stay
In this little piece of familiar

I know we got here
But how did you arrive?
We're like strangers
Who share the same brown eyes
There was a place in time
When I knew you
Way back when in suburbia
You were something else
In the days before I abandoned
Choosing to save myself
Now we're at the Hurricane
Sharing waffles
Without a word in common

And nothing to say


Friday, March 14, 2008

The better you

Well baby girl,
Not such a baby anymore
Now your face has changed
And you have changed
But you're still there
Wailing at the shadows
On the wall
So I don't know
Quite how grown
You are after all

You've been drowning
It's been so long now
And I keep screaming
For you to swim
But it's like
There's no light
Inside, to keep you kicking

You don't see that you're phosphorous

And he says
That I've given up too soon
The best is yet to come
The better you

But I am bound to say nothing
To let you grow up on your own
To let you believe in
The deceit you've been sold
Because it's your
Own big air balloon
And you'd never forgive me
If I showed you the holes

So I've got to go
And leave you alone
It's too broken and breaking
For me to hold
Together, anymore

And he says
That I've given up too soon
The best is yet to come
The better you
And maybe that's true
But I don't know how
To stand here and watch you