Down
Too Close
Anything
Angelica
One more breath
Loser
Listen
The miracle age
Sarah Kity
Gift?
Loser 

I wrote it down
But I can’t read it now
It seems to make no sense
What was I thinking
Was I dreaming
Was it something
Or just ramblings

Did I feel that way
Why
And why not now
Is time my ally
Or my foe

Sometime I wonder
what these hands are for
To cover my eyes
to keep me from seeing
The starving, the homeless
To cup my ears
so that I can’t hear
the cries of the abandoned
or the bombed
To hold my jaw
to keep me from speaking up
against the injustices of man to man
Inside I know their real purpose
To comfort the weary
Protect the weak
Help the helpless
But still
these hands
they stay
too close
to ME

I don't know anything
and that's all I know

someone might tell you I was there
or I lived that life
stood and watched it all
and they might be right
but I have no knowledge of it now
so their words could be true
or an imagining
don't ask me to divide the two

all I know is now
this moment
and will I know it the next?
I don't know

because I thought I knew once
thought I knew me
my world
what I wanted
what I believed

but it went quicker than it came
and I’m here just the same
so now what do you trust
where do you hold

Breathe for me
Just one more breath
Stay a little longer
Give me that
What will I do
When you’re gone
The sun won’t shine
Waves won’t break

Breathe for me
Just one more breath
I know it’s hard
You need to go
Can’t I be selfish
This once
And ask you
To stay for me
A moment
A moment more
 

Forget this room
These cold machines
Sail away with me
One last trip
Beyond the breakers
Till we can’t see land
Only sea and sun
And then stars
The world won’t find us

Breathe for me
Just one more breath
Each so precious
Holding your hand
Then none
Just silence
And sadness

There are people who
built a home
for some children
who have never known one

who have never been full
or got a present

who have been abused
by the ones
who should have loved them

who don't bother crying
because no one would come

children who have to learn
to laugh again
to trust
to love
to just be kids

there are people
who do this everyday
who spend their lives
their love
for the ones
who can’t help
themselves

they are angels

Why you have to call me a loser
You think that I don’t know
Ain't got nothin’
No place to go

No one to nurse you when you’re sick
No place you feel safe at night
No one to hold you
Tell you it’ll be alright

Ever wonder how I got here
Could it happen to you
If you think never
Then you’re lucky too

I ask you for change
When we both know
Change ain't gonna happen
So you just go

Why you have to call me a loser
You think that I don’t know
Ain't got nothin’
No place to go

You say that you’re a Christain
In church every Sunday
But when you see me
You look the other way

'Cause without love
Or even the hope
Then really what is there
Why try to cope

No one to talk to ‘cept yourself
And that ain't enough
Sometimes

Do you listen to what they say
Do you follow their rules
Believe their lies
That you must do this
Can’t do that
Aren’t good enough
Smart enough
Beautiful enough
Thin enough
Do you wear the costume they provide
Paint your face to fit in

Where will you find yourself
And will you know you
When you do

Seems the miracle age has come and gone
No fancy flying cars to ride upon

No gleaming metal robots to serve us tea
or weekend visits to Moon Base Three

What happened to the dream
Were the stars too far
Or we too small

Maybe we’ll just have
To love this planet
A little longer
Wipe her nose
Clean her feet

Sarah Kity
Where are you going
What will you do today
Will you lie in the sunshine
Or stretch on the floor
Will you perch on the window sill
Or chase butterfiles

Sarah Kity
Why did you love her so
What did you see
That they didn’t know

You know I can’t remember
Why I’m here
Or where I’ve been
How long since
Your glow surrounded me
The warmth of your smile caressed me

But the moment you left
Is etched in my mind
Your soft face
Me, unable
to control it all
To hold you
To tell you

I think that I
Will go home now
I think that I
Will try to forget
That we ever met
That I ever saw you smile
Or made you laugh
Looked into your eyes
Smelled your hair

And maybe
This pain inside me
Will someday subside
And allow me a moment
Not to be reminded
of your grace

Was this a precious gift
I was allowed to hold
for a moment
But never to unwrap

Or just a cruel revenge
To repay me for my
Insolence