21. Writing

Its like I see you driving
Down pulling mainer
Red snow mobile jacket collered clean
Nesetled in amonst the backdrop
The irrdencent sky filled with marbles
You park and smile gleaming out the truck
A friendly embrace or
Later maybe at party at your house
Maybe down by the beach
Either way the communication is through friends through friends
No texts no cell
Just paradise a canoe beachfire and long summers night
A streak of ingenuitity amongst the rigid cedar and hemlock
Shared classes and sun burns brightest after the equionox

20. Rebecca Verse 3

I see the ocean with you The sweat of the pine trees
stings  with crystalline saltwater and The Wind
so strong closer to the edge more salt to curl your hair
sometimes feelings seldom differ Flowers try to grow
Try to bloom on my right The fog decieves the forsaken
In Peace I Lust

19. Writing

a cat watched the moon
visiral swirls playing with the curls
of his tail
a question was asked
the moment regressed
and they moved across the sky flying towards
some circus in the stars

18. Rebecca Verse 1

I draw my smoke evenly standing on the edge of obsidian night
Lay witness cruel games of devils and angels
they lay in waste and blueprint tomorrow
Broadband colors push through chakras
complexion dry weary flushed face red blood circulating
its around 6:30 I draw my smoke evenly
seems I've waiting here for ages
finally there is an arrival

Scene Change

End of Act 1

silence ensues.

17. Lament Verse V Exerpt

I’ll write music with my pen as long as those silent grey features still remain suspended in space with glory hidden to even the most vigilant. It’s unexplainable. This kills me like how I once bled my teenage angst then donned a patchwork robe of denim and cordoroy experiences that stitch my love hurt breathing dying thinking that no one showed me the fine print or clause at the end of the contract when I signed on for this life. Now I know no one needed to. This life is beautiful.  Its filled with furry cats sun unknown stoops trees and window sills that borders family and caring. It is also filled with three headed beasts pain humility gutters and darkness. Now I see, or I see for now. What I see for now is clearer than prior. This is our only shot for this time. It doesn’t matter how you live as much as why you live. Once you really live you never die. You can cheat death as ends are beginnings. I tip my hat in deep regard of friendship beyond therapy. I stare at the sun with burnt eyes feel the lament and ritual of being.