Mythos & Marginalia

life notes; flaws and all


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  • what is the cost

    What is the cost of what we 
    are going through right now?
    Time is our greatest currency,
    how will we continue spend it?

  • spring concerto

    eyes chase sound 
    intonation
    chamber orchestra
    four or five violins

    resonance

    i settled only
    on you
    black gown
    bare shoulders

    I watched with my ears
    only you
    eyes intent on the score

    modulation

    my imagination

    later

    waking up
    the sound of
    only 
    your violin
    morning traffic
    scent of rain

    and 
    coffee

  • I can’t find my way home

    I light a candle to illuminate 
    thoughts this world holds. Some 
    I cannot understand,
    others simply trying to land
    but hover instead. And this song 
    keeps playing in my head.

    I can’t find my way home.

    I feel there will be no peace, 
    not now, not among this culture
    of shame and blame.
    Not when you question others,
    but refuse to question yourself.
    Still I light a candle.

    I can’t find my way home.

    Just beyond the candlelight, I 
    watch days slip into night, amidst
    a maelstrom of discontent, 
    you never know what is meant.
    Look over your shoulder. Look
    further through your past.

    I can’t find my way home.

    Fistfuls of violence, mouthfuls 
    of reality escape. Thoughts which 
    should not be free, peace
    should not be a luxury. I strike 
    a match to light up a candle,
    to shine a light for hope.

    I can’t find my way home.