Sunday, August 02, 2009

Little fly, go away.
Why do you stay so?
Little fly, I mean it.  I do care for you.

Well, hello.  You are funny.  Tedious, but cute.
I want you to go away.

I'll carry you and love you to the safest place I know.
And when I leave you, I will miss you, think of you, and wait.

When are you coming home?

Friday, April 24, 2009

Into the wide open sky with no answers
I dream of dying and reuniting
To an origin I have never travelled to
A place of comfort and orange skies

Forever westbound against the sea
I want to swim into the mouth of sin
I hear La Llorana sing about comforting
While my best friend and I enjoy our tea

Away from the thunderstorms
Beyond the tallest challenges
A return to a place called home
I will meet you there