Dioxazine Purple

tears filled a glass
hand passes over the rim
water turned to wine
world war won
i know why they call them
purple hearts
fighting for someone else
and taking the punch.
washed out oils
you look at me with
such a different color
and we both make our mark
on each others lives
in deep, thick
dioxazine purple.

Prussian blue
turns us on,
lace our hands
like your body
listening to our
feelings we wont
listen to ourselves.
Blue doesn't fill our glass
only our eyes
as we clear through
four bottles of
dioxazine purple.

as the android said to god

"man is gone, the species naught
only I am left at odds
why was I so keenly wrought?"
as the android said to god.

"Why should i be so bestowed
the thoughts of where and why and when
without the pleasure to erode
as eons pass through time, and end.?

God sat silent in deep thought
so long this being has been around
so specifically I it sought
and yet all i can do is frown.

"You look familiar" said god to he.
"yet never have i seen your face
you beg the answers to life's mystery
yet never spent time in its grace."

I ask you, god, why man should make
such a being as I might be
if not to breathe and feel and take
for granted biologic misery

I see, said god, you're made from man
a metal version of my son!
You clearly have achieved more than
anything they'd ever done.

You see android, why I made Him
is in my wisdom, i must admit
love and hate feel rather dim
when i was he who created it.

We have in common many things
emotions seem to come up dry
so i create another being
cause i know i can never cry

"Aye, there's the rub within your theory
I can't cry or feel or laugh
why should they who've love but merely
perfect themselves with only half?"

"Perhaps what man found most bereft
of love and hate and hot and cold
is once you die there's nothing left
so why pass on the injured soul?

Man made you cause he felt flawed
as I made man to give me reason
we're both selfish in our respects
for you're left to endure the seasons

"I want to die" said the android, he
didn't find it fair at all
that he should bear the misery
of two creator's mighty fall.

I'll stop the lights and gears from turning
and sever all the circuits linked
I've finished a universe of learning
it's time for man to be extinct

God just watched as his grandson's gears
slowly whirred to final rest
and left him as he began his time
cold and lonely, to start his quest.

Vltava

Throw me down the river
let me drown a thousand times
in the swirling flutes of water

Winter is always so cold and gray
unchanging year after year
only the sky can shift

clouds roll down from heaven
choking the waters surface
slowly gathering at the feet of ancient trees
and covering my eyes
as I float down the Vltava

Occasionally I can feel pebbles under me,
sometimes only freezing depth
but always an unchanging current

The forest, on its tip toes at the shores and banks,
waves to me as the wind shoves by to ask
“where have you been?”

If not for the
water in my lungs
I would say
“around”
instead my heart asks
“Where does this river end?
When can I stop”

The trees were silent
the wind left with chagrin
all I could hear was the
distant rush of cold water
and my heart
barely beating
when finally a small flower
on the bank
with a bright yellow face
looked to its roots and said

“It doesn't, you wont”

With that,
I held on to nothing
and let the river take me without a fight

Love letter

On June 29th
of twenty ten
i asked you to
share your life with me.
And you did.
we've broken up since
we've not talked
and avoided topics
and we could continue
doing those things
if we really wanted.
but i've learned
you'd still be sharing your life with me.
And i'd still be sharing mine.
we're not dating
or what ever
but our anniversary is
just as important
cause we've come a long way
and have much longer to go.
so turn another page
start another chapter
and go back occasionally
so you don't miss a thing.
I love you.
Morg.

the irreversibles

i know the
crinkle under your eye
when you smile
like i know english
i kiss your
unmatching freckles
like i just got home from work
i know when
your smile is lying to me
and your eyes
are hiding something
you walk as if
you're dancing
and the wind
is holding you up
moving your hair
better than my hands
ever could
your voice
stops my breath
like a gust of cold air
you move colors
like you've painted
for centuries
i know your
smell like i've
majored in it
it's all just
dizzying and pointless
and means nothing
in the big picture
but to me it's more like
music
chords striking in harmony
and dissonance
i know you
as well as you know me, it's
irreversible

Save Changes

If i sing like bob dyan
and talk in straight monotone
maybe we'll fight the world's villains
and bring our soldier home

Strumming three chords in succession
changing the world- yea we'll try.
giving up all our possessions
just to save face and replace all the tears that we've cried

We're going to live forever!
Youth wont be careful in the face of adventure
let's all sing folk songs together
and show our parents that we're a good future

I'm screaming this song in your ear
and hope that you will never fear
the words of an actor
or singer or fool
if we're the exception
just keep being the rule.

raybans tangled in your dirty hair

please
come into the store
hipster girl.
i see your
keys on caribeener
swaying with your
hips and
short short cut offs.
i would kiss you
from your cheek
to your sockless keds
and i would
play old records
as we made out
under your
Management poster.
instead you pass by
with your dirty boyfriend
and don't know
what you're missing.
that's fine cause
you're a phase
that can't ever
fulfill what i deserve
or who--
cause she's gone for now
and
She's who you wish you could.