Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Wayfaring Stranger

Wayfaring Stranger by Unknown I am a poor wayfaring stranger While traveling thru this world of woe Yet there's no sickness, toil or danger in that bright world to which I go I'm going there to see my father I'm going there no more to roam I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home I know dark clouds will gather round me I know my way is rough and steep Yet beauteous fields lie just before me Where God's redeemed their vigils keep I'm going there to see my mother She said she'd meet me when I come I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home

To D from J

I forgive you. I forgive all the perfect lies that you sowed while we lived in a foreign land. I forgive you because you are not perfect, neither am I. I have to let you go finally, because our love was one based on a lie. Not my lie, yours. I can let go now because your love doesn't define my self worth. Just because you threw away my love as if were nothing, doesn't mean I am nothing. I am stronger now. I am finding my happiness now. I forgive you. But I will never forget you, from the love to the lies.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

STAR WITNESS

STAR WITNESS Neko Case 2005 MY TRUE LOVE DROWNED IN A DIRTY OLD PAN OF OIL THAT DID RUN FROM THE BLOCK OF A FALCON SEDAN 1969 THE PAPER SAID '75 THERE WERE NO SURVIVORS NONE FOUND ALIVE TREES BREAK THE SIDEWALK AND THE SIDEWALK SKINS MY KNEES THERE'S GLASS IN MY THERMOS AND BLOOD ON MY JEANS NICKELS AND DIMES OF THE FOURTH OF JULY ROLL OFF IN A CROOKED LINE TO THE CHAIN-LINK LOTS WHERE THE RED TAILS DIVE OH HOW I FORGOT WHAT IT'S LIKE HEY WHEN SHE SINGS, WHEN SHE SINGS WHEN SHE MOVES LIKE SHE RUNS MOVES LIKE SHE RUNS HEY WHEN SHE MOVES, WHEN SHE MOVES WHEN SHE MOVES LIKE SHE RUNS MOVES LIKE SHE RUNS "HEY PRETTY BABY GET HIGH WITH ME, WE CAN GO TO MY SISTER'S IF WE SAY WE'LL WATCH THE BABY" THE LOOK ON YOUR FACE YANKS MY NECK ON THE CHAIN AND I WOULD DO ANYTHING TO SEE YOU AGAIN GO ON, GO ON SCREAM AND CRY YOU'RE MILES FROM WHERE ANYONE WILL FIND YOU THIS IS NOTHING NEW, NO TELEVISION CREW THEY DON'T EVEN PUT ON THE SIRENS MY NIGHTGOWN SWEEPS THE PAVEMENT, PLEASE DON'T LET HIM DIE OH HOW I FORGOT...