The spirit of things.

eventually i wont be too long.
give them a reason for now,
stall them a while
while i write the songs.

You can sing them and I'll mouth along.

You said the spirit of things
gets lost in the sink
every time we spit just to drink.

Inane indecision
gets lost in descriptions.
Dot every eye
holy pupil decisions,
finding a good way to die.

Teach me how not to live,
such a shorter list.
Much better on the eyes.

There's things i don't need
that I see when I bleed.
I want you in my sight,
or at least in my life.

The blacks leak into whites,
and are swallowed by light,
I'm singing through you every night.

Reviews

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlande..]

the out of body experience kind of grabbed me by the throat as I was re-reading it
"dotting the eye" was kind of a good follow up and extension of the theme
you have a solid and dry tone of disenchantment..sarcasm, kind of dark and tired
you went pretty deep with your expressions/realizations; it took courage and skill
to kind of surface with your plea and your epiphany/truth-statement
there's a certain separation and synergy between poetry and song lyrics here
it's kind of detached haunting; I'm glad I was enough in the mood to read/review tonight

~John Bongo

[dukovan]

I'm thinking about doing a crossing effect by changing the phrase "much better on the eyes" to "much better on the I's" sort of the idea of individuality vs conformaty and the funny contradiction of every individual conforming to the notion of individuality.

As always, much appreciated. You help me scope out my work witb your angle. I'm glad you were too.

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlander]

or you could find a way to work it in twice

[dukovan]

Your thinking in music. I like that

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlander]

music, art, writing, they're all made for each other

[Emily B]

you've got it, the very spirit of it :)