into oblivion
or into
permission to
live again
into oblivion
or into
permission to
live again
xwordsx
no fail go chasing
tail of comet
full on, on it
wish with me on falling stars again, my friend
birth of a nation
choose your adventurer
so let’s just skip five? ok. whatever. who cares.
I’ll swim and sing with you
if you want me
not if you want me too
if you want me
on that night ship
the late night swells
navigating through
hellos and farewells
hey everyone
be careful
out there
a shadow on the hillside
your own
the sun setting
a “normal” day
wish-ish to make believe in
hero you
hero true
shadow you
and persevere
no more
pursue engage
with swiftness
with the proper sage rage
oh well alas
we turn the corner and become
one with musicbox
part of this series of piano pomes.
schooled by
it the
quest
of quests
a place of
respite
hey hey
I’ve got you if you need
k?
falling back into a dream
a continuity
and you can just sit back and
enjoy the show
a whole world wide
parade
through the darkest hour
where we are
not even
we
know
most of the time
where we are
as it moves over headlands
over headlands
through the meadow
over the curved bridge over the creek
down to where the foghorn blows
nor anywhere in between
neither
filled and filled and filled
the horizon with a long shadow of longing
which is what it feels like
here
where i am now
ok
and warm
and safe
and grateful
and lucky
and able to make music
what a life
what a life i say!
what a life!
you are welcome
here
oh and always
and tonight
too
beautiful light
five alive
where we practice
this one was live ish
whatever whatever whatever,
Whatever … whatever!
was
was offered a chance to climb up the tower, and then to climb another tower, much more inspired. took the chance. got a decision maker.
back from wherever
old memories live
i liked being there
in that dream
to breathe
and that
we are like
eachother
and in this
together and
it is scary
right?
and exhilarating?
from the path
from the pull up down
of a vibrating note
a vibrating string
everything builds into this
evening
and i was torn
asunder
thrown under
her wave
this whole of life
made sine
following the crest of
her line
we are going to
fix you
let’s get to the
bottom of it
somewhere out there
everything is fine
more than fine even
a very graceful arc is made
every which wave
take the next one
one idea
leads to another
then
wash it all away
rain now
hey now
ok now
where for
dost though
cometh
from?
no matter what
i say
to myself
i
must remember
i am you are me
and this one was made from a good old good friend’s toy organ
it’s open
i’m open
whatever
please transport me
into
this place
just get up and do it
get through it
i tried to mend
but couldn’t even
begin
no way to know
unless i told you
how much
i
want
you
to
know
the vast
the
to be feared
the
other side
the
any time
the
burning turning urging
never
the less
endless
the glow
iron like fire
and burn
to be
turned
red
let the stoker
sit
inside a while
let things unfold
and if you are hurting
then
let that
unfold