noise
(for RB & d.a)
all life is noise
the rattle of
things moving
motion to move
air that caresses
fleshly drums
spears waves
that ride
webs of blood
seen & heard
amidst all the clamor
it behooves one
to remember
the only sound
that counts is
the last one
heard
startling & hard
against the
silence
poison candy
If we are the
sum total of
all our deeds
then I am
poison candy
sitting in a
dirty jar
waiting for the
unsuspecting lips of
loving strangers
blind diabetics
staggering through
life by
feel
rodeo
we have all
slashed and burned
along the road
mad cowboys
and cowgirls
in pursuit of
the unrideable
ride
lucky to catch
8 seconds and
the horn
a backslap
small pay and
the chance to
bust bones
tomorrow
in another
dusty ring
in another
dusty
town
drama
sometimes only
the dramatic
will work
sometimes it
take a
boom in
the night
to
light up
the walls
of reality
sometimes
it's better
to bleed
in silence
& sometimes
not
sometimes
before the
heart breaks
the last
light must
come
sometimes
it doesn't
matter
when it
does
