Be

If originates from a question
often followed by careless supposition
or else meticulous abandon

never starting with when: ...

a more certain conclusion
after deliberation
will ensue with then


..

To unfold

why she refuses to be seen
even in the light of this dull day
no longer present to acknowledge
our view has dimmed
since we've grown astray

why she refuses to be heard
her lovely sound turned mute
leaving all perspective
to whom heeds with care
silencing any refute

why this refusal to best
a distance I can no longer bear
unless this me, is he
who refuses to acknowledge that
when we perceive we share


..

From shelter

grey wound up truth
independent from
unnecessary accessories

safe your boundaries
at this bay;
haven
dim the lights and trust

leave your sound
still deputized;
tactful ties
and statesman confused
with friends that sail

over there

and walk alone
arms wide open
blind into the unknown
sound the key: unlock the song

this fair harbour
is where I'm home



..

Certainly

I look at the place where once there was no wall
Expensive decorations
to replace the memory of when we had it all

Syllables of express,
misinterpreted intentions
trampled underneath our feet

while the roof bounces on its hinges
catering an exit
to the flying need

And I did never understand
this house of words,
that cannot say it all

Defining boundaries and limitations:
not be concrete
but to prolifically enthral

"Phrase your thoughts"; carefully nurtured in mind

Am I the first to fathom?
It is not the questions you ask
It's the answers you're willing to find!



..

Continue

I remember you
from before
I knew you face

but I can never say it

I have always known
our drums beat
a synchronised rhyme

but will never declaim it


we have travelled forward,
paused,
recorded

always disregarded chronology
or play

still, the best string of time
is bound to unwind
present, you are go

we are here
today



..

I am over here

where trees reach
in silence
towards the water line
for more

breaking ground
as thunder strikes

but who claims stake
comes unglued
on final shore

this here, land of the lonely
or the end of the only thing
..I ever really knew

... before



.

Exposed

guess what I have done
I wrote you a song
It's Only Called Paranoia If You Can't Prove It

and I'm writing this now
so there's no doubt
although I already know
you'll be moved by it

it started with a quote
which had to be skipped
for giving away
what's not ready to show

followed by a pun
one you couldn't miss
(got dismissed)
not what was planned
from the get go

then the chorus:
highlighted its way
and away it went
pieces of that puzzle
down the drain: overexposured vent


instrumental bridge:
Hmm hmm hmm
sax and strings in a certain light
seemed like a
non intentional suggestive invite
Oops,
out with that unfortunate slide


so,
you know...

I wrote you a song
4 min 12 of silent bliss
called paranoia if you can't prove it

what became
must be what it is

and away it went
pieces of that puzzle
....




.

Looking glass

Nothing plain
is too plain to be

Percept into absorb
You'll see

Designated design
deliberated
for we

Looking through glass
liberally freed
I must be

one self of all of me


.

Ash

"underneath, we began"
is tattooed on your skin
like a name

embraced by fire
sealed disclosure runs deep
from fuel to flame

but where lies now
this place
that yearns to live

echo to ashes:
what yesterday burned
today will give



.

Breach of silence

And then this sudden wave;
a whirling sensation
How to level counterweight from fall

Bewildered and confused
at so much sudden noise
This isn't just you and me anymore, at all

Where came many only ones;
these voices of people running,
heading in all directions, from

Pushing, pulling,
breaching overall protection,
split us up and move us along

...
Freeze
from watching in doubt
Lose sound and impression
time only, can unseal

The nearest exit inside your head
There, it's safe to defrost and h..

...
But how can I deal
with this echo
of boundless connection
to you

I can no longer feel




.