Thursday, November 15, 2007

the highwayman.

I'll fly a starship across the Universe divide
And when I reach the other side
I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can
Perhaps I may become a highwayman again
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain
But I will remain
And I'll be back again.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

nessun dorma.

Nessun dorma! Nessun dorma!
Tu pure, o Principessa,
nella tua fredda stanza
guardi le stelle
che tremano d'amore e di speranza!

Il nome suo nessun saprà...
E noi dovrem, ahimè, morir, morir!

Dilegua, o notte! Tramontate, stelle!
Tramontate, stelle! All'alba vincerò!
Vincerò! Vincerò!

Sunday, November 11, 2007

five hornets.

Remember when five hornets flew into our apartment all at once?
You hid in the bathroom until I had killed them all.

The times we walked in Point Pleasant Park the dogs were happy and we were happy.
They chased the deer away; you cried but they came back.

Hand raised pigeons, cats that made me crazy, we shared a single solitaire game when we went to bed. And you were safe again.

Don’t you forget about me, like childhood movies. Every moment that slowly dies is like rain on the sidewalk that slowly dries.

I killed all of our best memories like those five hornets, but parts remain. Dead bugs in our minds. The drinking helps me sleep.