''Folly''

Hearts of Gold-Steal Yourself




1.places,


the names of our stories.


given names and taken names


silly games.


empires rise and fall-


always slow..but inevitable...


a wall of pets


American splendor, pomp.


have I lost my will to power?


My will to write?


 


2.bought with blood


and time and toil


tend your fields


die in the soil


 


even a king can only keep his bones


a small piece of earth,


dirt and a stone.


 


3.lose


win


end


begin


the clues and the evidence


such quiet radiance


to much for a fool to hold onto!


 


4.I walked the path and never asked


seven years pass before my eyes


looking and longing


drowsy with desire.


is this dream a fiction?


 


5.a thousand words


a thousand miles


ten thousand ways to say goodbye


or goodnight


I looked at the time-


half past the best of my life.


my better days


my better half.


I remember


I remember...


 


6.The winter chill has frozen still all the pieces of morning.


The dawn is ripe with silence


red mountain covered in frost


the god of iron watches me descend the long staircase


into the city world of men and of madness


and madness's rhyme.


the cars pass so slow.


going unnoticed


I go deeper still.


 


7.the stone


wood


bone


the steel


the streets,


will they recall our romance.


whores and drugs


the discipline of an addict.


saw it coming from  lifetimes away!


 


8.the highway is cold


dawn opens itself to the sun.


a sadness hangs over my head and my heart


can be seen for miles above my Apartment.


crushed by the indifference...


 


9.Don't look back


don't hold it all in


don't look back


-some you lose


-some you win.


 


10.swelling and soothing.


smiling though your sad


sorrow as a brother


kindness will come as often as it can.


 


11.The science of love


of bonds and of separation


the science of loss


the gravity of desperation


of reconciliation.


Of confidences long lost then remembered.


 


12.when I tell you violins do not play


no movie magic moment


or happy ending


-but maybe all endings are well.A way to begin...


 


13.I was a fool


and youth was still a frenzy


truthfully I threw myself into the fire


I thought that in the end you would save me


but you saved yourself.


I did not realize how much I must have wounded you!


 


14.made of stone


half dead


ha vent gotten out of bed after February.


Cursed.


Am I a lost cause?


 


15.Secrets I cannot keep but will undo.


the distance grows


mile after mile


year after year.


 


16.disassemble what you are.


all hail the dawn-day breaks like a wave.then  returns into the twilight.


 


we are privileged monsters, all.


to have beheld such mystery as this .


 


18.the flowers stopped growing on the hillside.


Smoke chased the birds away


so many churches


places of "worship".


Sundays and Mondays and never-mind


 


hoist the symbol atop your houses.


handshakes and empty words.


 


19.fool myself into speaking lines


that I don't mean


every time.


friends become names


shades and old faces


heroes become fools


 


I am sick of this!!!


 


20.September will come


and we will be ready


this town is small


and I feel smaller


 


the words refused to form


the ship met the sea and the sea met the storm...the ancient sea


crosses you and crosses me.


 


21.weaving stillness through the empty gestures


I am not well


I crossed the lines so many times


I used my hands to draw a circle 'round myself in the sand.


if yearning had a face


if longing had a name


i would call them by your words


awake


from this dream


more asleep that I seem.


 


I am not well


persisting in such folly.


 


...and there I remained with my resolve.


 


22.given grace


taken place


saving faces


what about your love?


 


23.ages pass


days to come


after all is said and done


who will write our history


I have a feeling it will be me.


left to my own design


resolved


resign.


admit


decline.


 


24.left with my resolve


chasing youth


gone astray.


 


25.Laughter


Bound to silliness


new york is new mecca?


new york is Warsaw


the lies are everywhere.


 


earth and sky-


they know why!


 


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