Category Archives: Poetry/Lyrics

Poem: “Get Up” (2010)

Get up out of your corner.

Digging at rocks and
shattered nerves
won’t lift you up.

Get up out of your corner.

My fallen child,
what have you become?

You used to be
a little god—

self-determined,
or so you believed,

as you danced
on the edge of
a blue crisis.

Get up out of your corner.

Published as lyrics for Cindervoice’s Before the Turn LP, 2010.

Poem: “The Weight Of Paper” (2007)

Muscles quiver under paper
in a fiber grave.
Arms, interlocking,
press into the day.

Balance finds its gravity
only through points of three.
This is our only saving grace.

The weight of paper is piling up.
I cannot find another face.

Beneath the weight of paper,
we will build a home, with
walls that hold fast to the sound of
words we cannot know.

Column A and Column B:
never what they claim to be.
This is our moment's saving grace.

The weight of paper is piling up.
I cannot find another face.

Published as lyrics for GODHEADSCOPE’s A City Out Of Sight LP, 2007.

Poem: “The Passenger” (2010)

Hatred is a dead body
handcuffed to my wrist.
I drag it behind me,
uphill and down.

The face which smears
over rocks and concrete
is the same as the one
I see in the mirror.

The fingers which cut
grooves into the soil
bear my fingerprints;
leave their traces.

The wake I trail behind me
slowly ceases to be red.
The passenger sheds his skin.
I grow still more hollow.

Blank features pass away
as my face grows ever harder.
My back curves from the weight;
the spine is bleached by sun.

By the time the bones remaining
detach and fall away,

there will be nothing left;

nothing left to save;

but an empty shell
dragging empty handcuffs
behind.

Published as lyrics for Cindervoice’s Before the Turn LP, 2010.

Poem: “Cinders In the Throat” (2010)

There are many voices
inflected in your own:
every intonation
an echo.
Notes shedding their ashes;
cinders in the throat.
Something long forgotten
now glows.

There are many voices
harnessed through your throat,
remembering their calling—
breath burning.
Every new beginning:
a borrowed melody;
a spark of recollection
opening.

There are many voices
inflected in your own:
every intonation
an echo.
Notes shedding their ashes;
cinders in the throat.
Something long forgotten
now glows.

Published as lyrics for Cindervoice’s Before the Turn LP, 2010.