hey there:
beautiful girl with eyes so sweet
how i wish you and i could meet
like eyes across a crowded bar
connection so close, bodies so far
lives touching, passing like ships
in the night, moving like hips
under dance-floor lights
i see you in those tights
and my throat gets so tight
and i don't want to sit
i want to take the hit
sucker punched by your smile
i want to breathe you in for a while
exhale, inhale, hold you to my chest
because you seem different from the rest
alone
traveling alone is a frighteningly enlightening experience
so many transient faces flicker through my view
it all ticks along, propelled, guided by some sick sense
i want to reach out, touch, grab, scream to you or you
Notice Me! Talk to Me! Validate Me! I Exist!
but i'm just another traveler, one lost in millions
disappearing slowly into electronic mist
soon reduced to my component ions
the minneapolis airport
white geometries of ceiling part
black ribs exposed, no heart
birds flutter through the skeleton
outside and in, boundaries gone
metal cousins power through the sky
carrying hundreds not afraid to die
trusting aerodynamic magic
all ignorant, yet no panic
this airport is so post-structural
designed to house imitations of nature
roost of our greatest desire, we want to wing
here lie our metal dragons, waiting to sing
Mind the Gap
between the platform and the train
stare out at blue sky free of rain
is this ole London Towne? Am i here?
i've gone so far, through planes and fear
but i guess this is it, the end and the start
left one home to find the home of my heart?
searching amongst packed masses on the tube
my wandering gaze pegs me an american rube
freckled faces, olive skin, black gloves, white hair
strange accents, newspapers, inquisitive stare
grime bumps from headphones, long toes tap
while i long for some good-ol' gangsta rap
beautiful people of all skin tones packed together
bougie britons bunched in the tube forever
unmoving, unchanging, lights flicker by
train breaks the plane, eyes seek the sky
stop. get off. mind the gap
kensington garden haikus
cheerful apathy
sometimes i don't care at all / but i always have a ball
mirthful meaningless
light ripples softly
birds float across the water
wind blows peacefully
mating birds in flight
graceful, violent, dance of life
wheeling through the sky
swan's gaze is hard
unflinching in the round bond
tougher than its beak
noble swan in trap
doomed to live in a circle
yet freer than we
leaving london
half an hour to boarding
time for some fun, let it out no hoarding
let the beat flow down the pen
let it flow like sheep from the pen
no damning here, no stopping the current
just grindin hard, tryin to stay current
up to the minute, up to date
like a lame trying to impress his girl on a first date
but you know he's about to fail, he is whack
gonna go home alone, give it a whack
while i swoop in and steal his girl
got her screamin so loud i go "damn, girl"
but here i am chillin in the airport
writin rhymes on the back of my passport
twenty five minutes till i get on the plane
here's hopin this flight ain't lame
prayin i get the free shit, maybe free booze
get a little tipsy, maybe have a snooze
if i'm lucky i might get lucky
mile high club, five dolla sucky sucky
but i know thats just a crazy dream
here's to hopin i wake the plane with her screams!
cuz here i am chillin in the airport
writin rhymes on the back of my passport
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