I forgot what relaxation felt like
A cross between airy space
And warmth
Nice
Relax
A Winter Dawn
There is a particular Steely Dan song
That reminds me
Of when I was young
Being in the car with my father
Driving to school
I can’t make out the details
Something about Green Earrings
I remember these times fondly
The fatherly bond
Created through music and experience
I am not even sure that we talked
We just drove listening to the keyboard
Funk
Something happened in that moment
I can not tell you what
Or how
But I will remember it
50 years from now
Me and my dad
Listening to Steely Dan
On a drive to school
In a green Nissan
As the sun was cracking
From underneath
A winter dawn
The Last Minutes of 27
Upon the last minutes of 27
Sitting in New York City
A place of new wonder
And old world pragmatism
I think of life
Transition
It can be a rough year for a musician
Difficult to make it through
But I awake one more day
To find 28 upon my life will lay
I hope for good fortunes in this year
As I am in the evening of my twenties
Watching the sun set
On a decade of life
Under the umbrella
Enjoying the view
I grow
I continue to find
And discover
That which I did not know
Upon the last minutes of twenty seven
I am but a passenger in the train of life
Collecting these experiences as the train rolls by
I am happy to be able to have a part in earth
To have a reason
A desire
To approach the world with a renewed perspective
On this final moment
I sit and contemplate
What the new morning will bring
When I turn 28
Karaoke Warfare
Between me and you
I want to know
Who can sing the blues
No care for stories or background
Just the way your voice sounds
So sweet is the irony
For
Back when the blues were constructed
Even now as the legends are being inducted
To the halls of fame
There story was never boring
Never quite lame
The story of these greats
Could make you pause
Even wait
To hear the next lyric
The next verse
To know what adverse
Conditions these men and women faced
We can not reduce this music
To technicalities and perfection
It has been hard born
Since the moment of its inception
I see the value in entertainment
But its straining my understanding
Of what music is
So I fall back to some classic blues
Stories from long ago
And I remember
That music is the sound
That makes life
Enjoyable
Life of Stone
There is light at the end of the tunnel
A reason to push through
There is hope you can make out
When you given it your all
Ready to fall down
Whether it is the truth
Or fiction
Belief in this
Is a religion
What you manifest
Comes true
To give up
Or to follow through
When the darkest hour is upon you
Close your eyes and imagine
There are millions of grains of sand
Laying on beaches throughout the land
Who have been broken
Destroyed
Yet live on
The life of the stone
From a huge boulder
To the smallest pebble on the beach
The lesson these stones teach
To carry on
Live on
Believe there is something better
You will find your beach
Your place in life
Stay true
Be you
Homeless on My Birthday
I just don’t want to be homeless
Not on my birthday
Anyday
But that day
The world can kick you when your down
But I must find a way around
Being without a place to live
This home can not come to late
Or else I will be homeless
When I turn 28
City will Fail Me
City will fail Me
Displace me
Let me down
My mind
My voice
My reasons
Sometimes I get back up
At times you just lay down
No one asks questions
I just look around
And decide
Whether I should
Get back up
Fallen Mind
Lay me down
So I can hold you
Feel you
Breathe you in
My Fallen mind
Is reeling
Hoping
To keep this in
World around
Is not helping
Or holding
These paper walls are thin
The other side
It is a hurry
A worry
What will
Tell the length of sin
Matters of the heart
Caring passion
Some thin skin
Holding hands
We can make it
Break it
Another life
Will come back again
Inconvenient Actions
Inconvenient actions
Created by unstable minds
Lost my own time
Caught up in the winds
Created from ones whims
I get lost in anger and regret
Why is it that I should have to be set
On these feelings when I have stay quiet
My lips fall silent while my mind riots
I flow like water
Not held back by anything
Rolling and flowing
Taking life to the next scene
Two Steps from the Crazies
Two steps from the crazies
It is truly quite amazing
No matter how I go about it
I find it
Running on the street
Talking to themselves on the sidewalks
Conversations blown up
With only one person who talks
Moving in fluid motion
Among the peace and quite
Among the commotion
Embedded in every situation
Creating abundant amounts of frustrations
Steer clear for a time
I have discovered no
Protective line
Now I watch out for the crazies
Watch what I do
What I say
Mind my own business
Try enjoy my day