Turn Here
I’ve been holding
On so long
Will you lift me up?
Can’t feel my legs
I know you’re
Dead, but for how long?
Bed sheets are safe
Only till
My dreams maim my
Brain, Insane
Don’t look down for
floorboards creak
In the still night
Fight to look
Fight it please it
Creeps then wins
I know you’re strong
You’ll make it
You’ll make the world
Bright with light
You’re all I know
You’re light guides
Mine, and always
Look where you
Turn, for i’m here
Just know that
I love you, know
I love you
I love you, know
I love you
Can a Hummingbird Sing?
Can a Hummingbird sing
without the wings to fly?
Can a Hummingbird speak
to all those left behind?
If you turn past tree’s
with brittle bark and branch
Let (your) limbs be drawn by dreams
of green grass groves and plants
And bleed wrongly turned roses
red
to white
(you will)
I Can Fly
(Interview with Robin Williams)
Interviewer: “Your not easy on yourself in this show are you?”
Robin Williams: “No. You know as an alcoholic I talk about some warning signs like DUI’s in a cul de sac things like that. The Idea of you know have you been through it to talk about it… to see you know this is what you go through heart surgery, alcoholism.. I went to rehab in wines country just to keep my options open and the idea of you know there’s somethings you have to talk about.”
Interviewer: “well you’ve had… you’ve got your own vineyard.”
Robin Williams: “Ah yes thats like ghandi only in a delicatessen. (laughing) What are you doing? (indian accent) This is not for my consumption.
Interviewer: “So you were dry for 20 years?”
Robin Williams: “Yes.”
Interviewer: “Why did you fall of?”
Robin Williams: “I was in a little town in alaska, it wasn’t the end of the world but you could see it from there. All of a sudden I thought I could drink! it’s also that same thought you have if you look off of a large building and go I Can Fly!”
Read Me
You stand
Tall but you stay bare
your eyes
They can’t seem to make-
Make sense
Sense of all these words
There lies
You read between the lines
Words and letters that move faster than cars on a highway your mind races into fifth gear
Trying to Read.
Your daughter begs for a brake; for you to brake to a halt.
Mommy this is too fast
…
I can’t go this fast mommy
You reach over and realize she’s in the same place as you.
You’re lost
Lost with all but care
You read
The furrowed brows they share
You wonder
“You can’t read this clear?”
You can
But still you stare
Dream in Color
Look, at it all
Can’t, you see why
I, get so scared
When, you say bye.
Warm, holding hands
Heads, light as clouds
Feet, built like rocks
In, streams of thought
White, is now red
Black, for the dead
I’m, wearing gray
Just To Say
It’s all been over for sometime
It’s all been over for sometime
It’s all been over for sometime
But can I stay?
Please Dream Me in Color
I’ll live in our bed
(and) Pull the sheets closer.
Tonight
But can I stay?
Please Dream Me in Color
I’ll live in our bed
(and) Pull the sheets closer.
Tonight