Monthly Archives: August 2009

if i could speak at the speed of thought
have a cent for all the time i’ve bought
or just be the me you think you’ve lost
maybe i could see this through

if i could see past the hurt i’ve caused
or just let go of all the time we’ve lost
if i could believe in freedom at any cost
but there’s some things i can’t do

i’ve chosen to swim in this sea of loss
and i’ve hung my head upon this cross
what heart will i throw my arms across
when there’s no one left to run to?

so i’ll push you till all strength is lost
so fucking kick and hit and spit across
and i’ll paint a me that’s free of gloss
in hatred’s darkest hue

but that will never do for you i’m caught
you somehow see the me you sought
and this other me that i have brought
is something you see through

and all these nights that i have wrought
for the death of a life we’ve forged i’ve fought
to make you think it’s all for naught
but nothing could undue

love’s gentle hue, as you gaze across
and there’s a sunrise on my sea of loss
you lift my bones from this old cross
like when it all was new

i’d say you saved the me you sought
and give you praise, for i once was lost
beneath a heart so hard and fraught
but that would be half true

you gave me, me at freedom’s cost
by waiting for me to seek, you sought
and i’m better now than the me i lost
since you let me come to you

~wwb

watching the fire burn and I yearn
for anyone to just hear my story
stomach churns and embers burn
where are you? my morning glory?

gone with the sun-set and I fret…
that this may be the only, time I get
to tell the story and fall from glory
and the dissidence of this subset

my pericope, my enemy, the only
story that I may really ever know
the death of me, the rest of me
lying, but inside, I am  dying slow

~wwb

what do you know about this struggle?
what do you know about my trouble?
it all fell apart just to keep me humble?
nonsense you dispense and mumble
i’m watching my whole world crumble
vindicated excavated ‘neath the rubble
one day, i’ll be; for now i see double
vision blurred since the world tumbled
and you fumble for anything convincing
had my attention and i was listening
tried to crush what was left within me
my day in court no one to defend me
except for my righteous indignation
investigation in light of this situation
of god’s vision or twisted imagination
curse and die? i’m close to reevaluation

~wwb