City in the Dust on My Window

inspired by the most beautiful music on earth.

Roots Push Through Pavement

it's everything I cannot be
it's everything you cannot see
but I want you to believe in me
it's dormant there, abundantly

waiting to surface
to punch through the ground
this welling up which shall disperse
and when it breaks will make the sound

of air expelled
of reason caught
between afternoons spent lost in thought
and moments in which I had no choice
but to sound stupid

I've lost my voice.

I'll get it back, and when I do
the silences will all break through

to thought expelled
to reason found
from wasted time to blushing sounds

here's all in sight we could not see
like everything we can never be
don't bother to believe in me
these fallacies, abundant, free.

Giant's Hair

You and Me

Afternoon

Reflection

you walk right by
seeming not to notice the world.
no one is staring you in the face
but I'm watching
from the crevices between my eyelids.
I'm looking at you without looking to you.
it's your ghost I see floating past
a rippling contortion on a pane of glass.
suddenly I think our gazes are parallel
when in reality they intercept
head-on
head behind
I can't see your face anymore
but you see mine.
I turn around
and you're looking to me.

Providence Shadows by Night and Day

Ripples

In Silence, Truth

I've tried to tell you (in my mind)
So many times before,
But when the thoughts do reach my lips
They hide behind an open door.
I'll let you in but hide I still
You'll only know my ghost.
It always seems the things unsaid
are those which matter most.

An Empty Page, A Sparking Rift