As a songwriter, I sometimes have thoughts or ideas that wouldn't particularly make a good song. This is the outlet for that stuff...

Saturday, July 30, 2016

Squirm


I am suddenly aware

(Fidget)

That every movement

(Adjust)

Small and sundry

(Agitate)

Is an attempt

(Wiggle)

To flee

(Twist)

Some discomfort

(Turn)

Annoyance

(Twitch)

Or slight irritation

(Scratch)

Transmitted

(Shift)

Thousands of times

(Wriggle)

A day



Sunday, February 14, 2016

Love


The tip of your tongue

The O of your

Lips

The way you nibble off the last

Bit of consonant

Say it again

I want to bathe in its nuances

Feel its

Omnipotence