Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

that thing that happens- playfully- smiling- the sunlight in your brown curly hair- the funny people we are sometimes- the joy ripples like a new wave forming in the seas of our hearts- there was never any other solution- if it is really love- no amount of running away will ever get those feet far enough away because my heart was there to stay-
not so sure how that spider makes a web- but flying with silken strands floating above hay bales and farm equipment- - but i would do it again- as the person i became as a result of that love-
although love seeps in like mercury infiltrating the private sector-
-and the search is over-

looking at people


i saw him when he was young
when he was confused lonely
angry desperate
fighting his demons
witnessed his trash compactor in action=
dropped out
shouted loudly
nothing will ever be the same-
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bu the spirit of that love visits me
his sister and mother chiming in
that i should find him
heal his heart
with my art

Imagine that- thanks

The eyes say so much-

i saw you in the truck the other day- i saw you meet my eyes-
it was not the first time since i have been back- i saw a picture of me from way back when
i look like i am a prisoner in a cave
anti-depressants are evil
they had just told me i am going to have a biopsy- there just never is time- is there?
i did that painting - that l0oks very different now- -i guess i am quite fortunate-to be alive at all-
the mystery for me is how do you say- i want to see you.........then i do----------------------------------------other then to wait for that right moment when God knows that its time
if any of the things we said were true then it will happen

i saw tara leave- she brought me 1200$
i should be grateful
i got a web site going on and selling my paintings
it feels like a distraction
all these men and the traces of man whore dripping off their looks
now he will be some other person
again
i watch
guess he isnt getting married after all
all that love
gone to waste
still after all this time
the damage comes thru
a sadness
just will never have that kind of juice again
not into it- too much effort-
while you lay on the couch
watching a bad horror movie while the kid is freaking out
then you come home and watch cartoons
you were never really real with me
because you didnt learn that
you loved destroying me 'because that is what you do to women
no AMENDS nothing
if i get achance i am going to give you what
you gave me
i ve been waiting
for the chance to share with you
the things you really are afraid to hear
about scar tissue and love
honestly
if you could sit still
feel the healing from here
one minute at a time
bone splitting truth deeply buried inside
repaired and made whole
by the sheer brillance of that kind of light

SWEETNESSS