Year of Meteors Fire Snakes Mermaids Shimmer in the waves Wanted to share a word Course they only waved Left me alone With the blood in my mouth To paw and to pray To tear at the fray for a thundercloud To dress up your wounds Wash off the salt Freshen the blooms At your sea-rusted altar Caldera’s edge We’ll hold hands and wait Mudflows are greyhounds Exploding from gates With hot ash and hot rocks They’ll crash and they’ll mosh Till the trees are all flat And we all collapse from the chase Then I’ll dress up your wounds Wash off the salt Freshen the blooms At your mud-crusted altar? Galaxies When you sing, when you sing The stars fill up my eyes Galaxies pour down my cheeks Galaxies…they flood the street Galaxies When we dance, when we dance Eels and sea grass float on by I’m 10,000 leagues beneath the sea 10,000 leagues…beneath the green 10,000 leagues When we kiss, when we kiss Bears and boulders vibrate through the air Gravity is dead you see No gravity…all I need is beating red No gravity Secret Someones I’m climbing up the stairs I’m circling the waves The broken ceiling paint The broken windowpane O a smile would melt Me to an asphalt strip Where all would travel Where all would tread and trip Where all the rolling rollers roll And all the secret someones go And all the roving rovers ramble Down my back, down my track? The horizon disappears Like a windswept trail Gone from wind and rain Blurred like a charcoal stain Smearing your face Your shins are skinned again You can soak up my heat Sweat your beaded jewels to the street Where all the rolling rollers roll? Hey hey hey hey Tell me, did you make it to the show? Tell me, what did you make of the drummer’s hair? Tell me, about the atmosphere Tell me, about the faces that greeted you there Where all the rolling rollers roll? Magnetized Slain By your zirconium smile I was slain By your olivine eyes Slain I was lying in piles Hoping shovels would cast me Furnaces burn everlasting Black tattoos of you onto me Furnaces burn everlasting Black tattoos Burn Brand my memory Black A tattoo of you Wash Me with your mouth Brackish bright water from your eyes I’ll homing pigeon fly To hover by your window white and shy Homing pigeon fly To hover by Spill My ashes to the wind Ghosts Can gather what they’ve found Now We can struggle in the web We can struggle With white spider stars coming down And night blowing black from the ground?br> Parisian Dream Your painting Scratched lines of blue and gold You open me up Was folding into myself A deck of cards Face down empty on the shelf Your song with Emphasis on one and two Then I couldn’t keep time You took me into a dream Exploding soundtrack That I treasure as mine?br> I was bent over My chest and invisible line Sinking But then the light The lamp that I held In my blistered hands You the fuel and Me the fool for not noticing This Chinese junk we’re on With strapping strong You cast free the lines Let’s float here Together clearly we better Slip out to the brine! Rialto Check out the skylark Riding and singing alongside Salt cool breeze coming from the West Ships and their lawlessness Running wild and the waves Wearing their bright blue summer best Here come the sailors Marching two by two by two They pressed their pants And shined their shoes Aren’t they strapping and deranged? Too long at sea makes your eyes strange Makes ‘em strain For the vision of your youth Dripping castles in the sand I could still go there But my mind would be too loud Sun on water Bright colors drowning me out?br> Now they’re standing on the beach In a wild colored wind Sunrays stream Ah the pretty boys gleam Watching distant buoys toss Water rolling on the rocks Smoothing down the broken things I could still go there But my mind would be too loud Sun on water Bright colors drowning me out?br> Through the Glow Flat stone skipping the surface sink Into the golden deep Crawl inside like a honeybee Creep into the heart Give me snow and give me salt Troubles cracks and creaks Watch ‘em tumble to the sea Come back ‘round you see Can you hear the cliffside’s heart Bubbling red and deep? When you’re slow not stop and start You can burn a memory Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh? Gather with me like the gathering clouds Smooth the twisted lines Float above the quilted plains Up to the stars we’ll strain I can hear the sparkling dark Calling me to swim Through the sound waves Through the glow Into the undertow Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh? Cool Water Cool water? I want to fly like a scroll unfolding Float to a stone ledge Wait for a moment ‘fore spilling Words to a hedge And going away Like a poem closed in a dresser drawer You could say that’s what they’re for You want to melt like bullion in a golden flow And roll on down the hills Back to the cracks Back to the deep Where you can harden and get your fill Of cool water in surround sound? Oh my mackinaw feels too tight My frozen jaw begs for the break of night Songbirds and sounds of dawning light? Spelunking The tiny midnight caravan Made its way across the black hills As I watched from a distance The slow-going glow Their wandering you know Made me pine For the lamplight Where you lie If I took you darling To the caverns of my heart Would you light the lamp dear? Would you light the lamp dear? And see fish without eyes Bats with their heads Hanging down towards the ground Would you still come around Come around? I believe in you In your honesty and your eyes Even when I’m sloshing In the muck of my demise A large part of me Is always and forever tied To the lamplight Of your eyes, of your eyes Black Gold Blues Bird of prey Gonna float away To a feather cloud formation I’m gonna dig For pretty and strange Gonna open me up A black gold vein Arrow on fire Flash the night Gonna fade away To the trees and caves Salt-salt lamp Romance the spark And you’ll shine shine shine Up up the wild deep dark A sliver, a crack of light Is all you need to see?br> Ten black stars At my windowpane That’s ten pretty stars Circle in my veins Old barbed wire Gonna fight and sting Just ten little stars Gonna make me sing A sliver, a crack of light Is all you need to see? Where Gravity is Dead Where gravity is dead And the airplanes fly around Above the roaming bees And the buzzing town Above the tattered flags And the rotten show posters Above the clubs and microphones Above the jealous mouths That’s where you’ve found yourself Riding into the sun On a raft made for one Red painted radio Towers sing you songs Not, not that something’s wrong You’ve got ‘em in your head But doesn’t it get lonely Riding up there to the sun On a single raft for one Don’t you wish for someone To pull you on a string Down from atmospheres Down into a clearing To kiss and box your ears? That’s where you’ve found yourself Riding into the sun On a raft made for one Lake Swimming Lake swimming Shucking free our deadened selves Like snakes and corn do Our bodies tore off swimming suits And all the old notions The cold ocean far away Enter the sun Marching like a matador Flashing her yellow velvet suit Throwing a red cape on the sky Old butterfly I’ll dance with you Though our wings may crumble We can float like ash Broken but the edges still shine Lake swimming Shucking free our deadened selves Like snakes and corn do Our bodies tore off swimming suits And all the old notions The cold ocean far away