BY THE SAME TOKEN + u crossed a different bridge, headed across the hatchie and the loos, two rivers youll likely never step in again. And you took your lugage with you, and i took mine. And when u left me there well on the other side and sped off with my stuff, i kicked the dirt. You can have it babe. Champion some other cause and sing about it on my guitar. Sleep with my dog in another mans bed. Yer still beginning again is all. And if youd have turned back around I would have been gone. Im still gone. Gone from the soft kiss we made into a bed, the chance we gave the grass to grow. Gone from the smack of another man's reflection in the mirror. Id give you my self, chopped up on a platter in hot sauce, alone. Its no good to me anymore. I have chewed on it long enough. But u took it with the rest of my baggage when u left. Now its just me n God out in the ether, soakin up the sun. Dont bother sending me anymore peices of your burden, wrapped up priority. Save your money next time. I have no forward address.

LETTER TO A LIONESS + I would tell you to pounce on the road ahead as if prey, hope that u heard over the full charging paws and the growl under your breath. I know you are stronger than you let on. In the brief moment in the wood when you held my gaze i thought you wrote quite the story, your face full of twists and turns, full of characters, conflict, and resolution. Why you picked me to walk past i'll never know. Maybe it was only that i had been so quiet for so long. Maybe just because of the spot i was standing in. When we made love your face gave me reason to believe in myself again, to reason away all this silly loneliness i feel. Even now that you are gone i do not feel lonely. I spose it is enough to know that you are somewhere prowling around, smelling the air, and all the while being wild and intuitive. I bet u could find a rabbit hole with your eyes closed, skin it with yer teeth. I bet you would know which of its babies to eat and which to let live, without even knowing their names. I saw your truth i think. Maybe not, but if im right, i got to see a rare thing, the real weakness of a lioness, the humility of a queen, the burden of a fairy, which is what gives title to your pride, and makes you worthy of so much more that my trust, my love. This rare gift, that you gave without words. I want more of it. I want to be a lion, and to walk with you in the night, down the road, towards some new scent. Youre in charge. Just tell me when. ill pounce.

WHO'S TIME IS IT ANYWAY + I am subject to the inertia of this world spinning off its stand. Questions about God, finding happiness, love, decidedly wrought with sadness, anger, fear. I cannot help what i see with my eyes, cannot help the past, cannot escape God's judgement. But must remember that it is not mine to judge, is not mine to give to those who do not want. I am out of answers for them that are weary. Must be able to close my eyes, turn my head, see another horizon, one where there is bacon on the hog, butter in the cow, syrup in the tree. Another green world where there is better weather, and not this grey cloud hovering, this burning sun. I am the question. This life is the answer. What can be asked but me. What can be the answer but this life. I am letting go finally, of u, of me, of distance, of closeness. I cant fix it, it must fix itself or not be broken at all, but just be. I remember that my favorite hat fits my head, not the other way round. I remember my fingers were dirty, not the other way around. I remember the rain falls on me, not the other way around. Getting my self together means tearing everything else apart, this dream i have made that is not real. I am broken hearted by this waking life, seeing the sadness in eyes. Seeing the commitment to sadness in the habits of men. Can we indeed be happy? Can we indeed find the way? Where is the gate i must walk through? Show it to me and i will pass through it, though it be locked and boarded up i will find a way, but though ive looked i have found only walls to keep me out. Walls to keep us all out. These are the things i see and they bring me sorrow, and if you lead me to water, i believe i would drown in it from thirst.