i'm guessing this is growing up

so far i've come to this:

i dream in black in white
got an outdated imagination
but i do with what i have
cause glory be to nostalgia
a hymn to better times (or so we all thought)
i vaguely remember having shot at love
i missed, but maybe things are changing
"i'll be your summer song and you can be my weak knees."
long live your beauty
it deserves parades
and red carpets
but you're not that kind of skirt.
organic love
from the heart
and all yours, still


after all this time.

sunshot.

even the devil runs on hallelujah mornings.

from nothing at all, ashes even, he rises

it's the end of the world party but i've got some aspirin for tomorrow
i'm long lost and not sure how far
cry yourself to hell,
you are my awkward pause...
always on and never off.
except for all the time
can't grant any wishes but someday i'll make you cry
oh the one that got away

this felt like kicking it old school.

the hamadryad

"we are all made of the same stuff, remember, we of the jungle, and you of the city. the same substance composes us--the tree overhead, the stone beneath us, the star--we are all one, all moving to the same end...bird and beast and stone and star-- we are all one, all one--child and serpent, star and stone--all one."

the crest of summer

i love it all
and you can have me
just as soon as i've died inside
chase a butterfly dream with wishkeeping nets
i'm not at all phased
just like garden babies with flower crowns
it's an idea that won't ever let me down
i'm growing older but feeling the same
i can't wait to change to a new everyday
i am the sun
your light and shining monster
love like vines
snare your golden lips to mine
and maybe someday, one day, everything will be fine

"and you say chi-city...

i'm coming home again"

faux pas

when life is a shining sea
and your legs are sinking ships
your honorable mention friends will leave you in the end
but you know who is your lighthouse