Is there room in here for me.
It seems so bright
and complicated.

I wake from dreams so stark and still.
I can't believe the daylight.

So put my naked thoughts to bed
and ask you in the morning:
"Am I truly anyone. And is there room in here for two."

two little birds out the corner of my eye.
gotta get me one. gotta get me one.

just to look at you.
my poor heart wrenches inside out. i'm stranded.
i'm afraid to ask for anything.
i'm the brat who told you.
i'm just rolling on the ground burning down.

just to loo

bang bang you're dead. 20 bullets in your head.
that's not pretty, that's what i saw. missing the beauty of it all.

hey you. what's your name?
whyn't you come over and play our game?
i just stood there and shook my head.
he said don't be scared it's just pretend.

one

Raise your hand if you do what you're told.
Collared and disarmed. You're an accompliace don't you know.
Screaming in your ears for all eternity to hear.
Sentiments as pure as your intentions ought to be.

Suspend your disbelief.
For an instant why not be amazed.

Raise

don't trip when your legs snap like pencil lead.
don't spit when your teeth fall like hail.
don't stutter when your heart skips like the beating of wings.

don't you dare.
don't give out.
don't give in.

what's your hurry?
don't give in. don't give out.
you're o

Time of death,
I failed you once
Thread right through
your folded arms.

It's failed us all
This darkest hour.
We double over
One by one.

Bird came to my window, and said "What?
You let me in there once, now what the hell?
What I wouldn't give for arms to hold you.
We are creatures of such like desire."

I said "Sorry, but I didn't mean it then.
Now I know that I am sorrier than I have ever been."

Fevere

Concrete buckles, cobwebs bloom.
While angles hold their breath.
In backyards, buckers overturned,
under picnic-grey skies.

Determined to remain.
To brave this load-bearing embrace.
With bottle caps and paint shards
to confetti my escape.

Will you teach me how

i'd swear that there's wings sprouting out
from your bird-boned shoulders
great big doe eyes that curl your toes
lean in closer

there's a paperback with your name attached
there's a boy on the cover who looks a whole lot like you
there's a coffee ring that floats above

who's fallen face down just inches from
an ashtray just inches from a bright blue flame.
if you could lift your head you'd be laughing.
a vision lighting up the room.
but every last ditch attempt is your worst offence.
the shortest distance between you and the bright blue fla

Colourblind babies see grey, grey, grey.
Safe from distinction, for the moment.
Lullabies loosen from tongues,
Little truths.

'Til delight bleeds into painful and new.
So live your impossible reds and blues.
They don't stand a chance with you.

Colourblind babies s

Wears his chin down very low
Lower than i'll ever know
He's outside throwing
His heart up in the snow
Been a long time coming
And i guess it had to go

You see, he's just a cowboy
A spider in a jar
He should've been outside
Singing his song to the stars
Y

We met in the emergency ward,
Getting our stomachs pumped.
Suffered the indignities two curtains apart.
Overhead the cop who brought you in say,
"next time, son, you might not be so lucky."
And i laughed out loud.

You counted all the times you crashed your car
I sho

So don't give up on me quite yet,
This paper trail's misleading.
I snapped it shut and just flew open.

I have to admit I love the sound
Of wires crossing,
So i took a little risk.

Small ground owls range themselves
On posts along the road
Little old lady ground owls
Like wisdom, come out of the sea
Small young ground owls are like the weather
There it comes, there it comes

No one stuffs a small owl
Without a red lantern
Without a red robe

What's too true about those words that you knew
that you'd never right quite right.
What's too clear, too simple, too near,
makes you lay awake all night.

What's in the pace of a day.
Lost overtures.
Drag our feet around.
We long to be near.
Always aware of the

Scarecrow in a pale dress
Face pressed on this greasy gas station window
White River, Ontario
Sidelong looks at boys
Lined up like beer cans on a fence
Pissing away this blurry afternoon

And under her breath she says
"Would you pick me up?
I'm light as a feather

Curtains white let in the light.
Curtains drawn nobody home.
You'll know me from the curtain's twitch.
Windows break and windows fix.

Cardboard and a length of tape
cover spider cracks and chipping paint.
They're just letting in a little light.
They're just letting

Bury your dead and celebrate
The world is ending, finally
Take off your shoes and run

No more rivers to cross
These dusty yards and stubble fields
Have given us up for good

And you, are you still here
Tilting in this stranded ark?
And you, are you still here

Are you calling me? I cry out
Too breathless to contain myself
When everything I've ever held in my arms
Seems to break or run away

Have I held them all too tightly?
Feathers flinch, they turn their heads away
Innocence has been unkind to me
Violence, apology