Ruminations 6

I hate the taste of cigarettes and I can’t write about anything outside my own head

I’m sick to death of dealings with devils

The moon is full and the night is young and I’m sitting here alone one candle lit took my last hit and there’s nowhere left to go

The tall man wearing sweater shoes is sweating and huffing and singing the blues and he knows we got to choose which car were driving

The evening breeze grazes my knees and I ask please for harmonies cos the only thing that can get me through this unrest is singing

So let’s pack it up hit the road I got so many secrets that ain’t been told let’s get out of the city and into some trouble soon

I want the wind in my hair and I want to bear the truth that’s inside you that eats you up alive

Well put on some tunes we can sing along to and trace the reflection on wetness

As the tears fall down your face both ready for the warm embrace of nighttime swallowing ya whole

Let the cold damp air release your soul

Forget yourself now that’s the goal

Let’s just keep on riding

Ruminations 5

To be one of those summer girls all gold and prematurely wrinkling 

I used to be a good witch now I’m just a bad bitch roaming through the night 

The rich are busy dressed like circus tents with flounces and clownish buttons their tenuously lit dinners barely fill the silence in their lives 

To be one of those rich summer girls laughing and unattainable and unafraid to dress in white with stick thin heels that won’t get stuck in any sewer grate and they’ll never pass over one 

But I am not 

I’m wintery cold from watching 

Always speaking and never heard

Left to sit smiling and sipping listening to insipid people regurgitating what they read online

Perhaps I have a better fate in store. The mechanics behind my eyes are proving useful. I can walk in anywhere and not have a dime on me and walk out full and hazy surrounded by people who love to be around me. 

I wonder if those summer girls have someone to talk to 

About their fears and dreams

Ruminations 4

Fighting past tears 

In that early just morning state 

Thinking of you in that warm summer breeze

Everyone looking at you while you were looking at me 

The piano playing loud singin for everyone to see

Sweet summer rain come and find me again

Restless and lonely are we

Just like they say it will all wash away 

Our troubles go back to the sea 

Sweet summer rain how you find me again

I’m never up on my feet

Whisper softly and pray it will all wash away

Solace in warm summer breeze 

Witches gathering

women In the forest 

Cloaked approach

Druid pagan folk braids   

1 b3 4 5 b7 1

1 2 3 5 6 1

Ruminations 3

When I will I look at my own hands and see a woman’s hands

When will I look at the world and see myself reflected in it

When will the swelling go down 

The swelling of pain inflammatory

The swelling of hearts corroded 

Gotta play by their rules

Rough and dirty

A thin line separates us from the monsters we hunt

Narrative poetic justice 

Mimics the mirrored scenery 

But it tells a story not many often hear

Behind the scenes at the benefit flats are flying

Small victories seem like puppets dangling from a string

Rattlesnakes don’t commit suicide 

Don’t send a postcard from Des Moines

Bbmaj7 Dm7 Cm7 F7

G7 Cm7 eb7 Dm7 F7

Small Victories 

Are Dangling

From Puppet Strings

All that you need

Is resting

Just beneath your feet

Play by their rules

Lick bleeding wounds

They wont take that from me

Lost In the Sea

Your anchor 

Mimics mirrored scenery

Ruminations 2

(a)

i hope that there will be

A happy ending in this for me

As far as I can see

We’re heading to hell

(a)

I’m lost inside a dream

Where your self respect extends to me

And as we gather steam

Its getting harder to tell

(b)

The wall holds a picture frame

Me I look just the same

But under the surface there are

Secrets I can’t keep

(b)

I feel myself slipping in

To the fool I once was again

And all of my closest friends

Are saying I should flee

(d)

I’m feeling a lot on my way to Camelot

(a) which is like A but repeated

Yellow leaved lily

Trembling in the chilly

Ale that is holding her

Delicately

(c)

It’s choppy water

Watch our favorite daughter

As she moves farther

Into her misery

(b)

Whitened willows shiver

A snow storm will deliver

Icy little slivers (silent solace in the night time

Where she thinks she can hide

(b)

An angel singing clearly

Her pearl garland seems to be

Bubbles in the glass she has

Now the river’s running fast

(d)

lady of shalot on her way to Camelot
(a)

A mirror reflecting

Who she once was again

& she can take a lot

She’s the lady of shalott

(a)

So I hope that there can be

A velvet bed that waits for me

(tho) Misty do I see

I know not what my curse may be

And all that I can see

It is not to be believed

As I lay me down to sleep

Floating down the stream

I feel it in my knees

And on the night’s warm breeze

As I am traveling

Toward my destiny

I’m the lady of shallot

On her way to Camelot

Ruminations 1

I have been blessed over these past six days to see both sunrise and sunset

To spend this time with my mom

Snowy sneaking skies peaking take me down old paths of reminiscing

But my memory fails me

I can only see what I saw on old video recording, my mom full of anxiety appearing calm

Just like now, as the candy colored sun comes up behind Jenny topper’s house

Painting sky pink orange

Over my mother’s restless body

Full of pain she can’t get comfortable

What do you do when you get that tired

If anybody thinks I give a shit what I look like right now they’re wrong

Its so quiet so fucking quiet

Im falling asleep sitting here

C E Am

How grateful am I to have been able

G C

To spend this time with you

C E Am

Watching the sun rise and sun set

G C

I love every moment we get

Am E F G C

Just look out the window and see the sky’s hues

Am E F G C

As they change into colors Pink purple orange and blue

C Am Dm

I know it’s so hard

Everything’s hurting

I’ll stay right here by your side

You don’t need to be scared

You don’t have to worry

I’ll be here til we say goodbye

Am E F G C

Just look out the window and see the sky’s hues

Am E F G C

As they change into colors Pink purple orange and blue

I’ll sing you this song and it won’t be long

I’ll be right here with you

If you don’t have the strength I will fight for you

Cos that’s what you taught me to do

Am E F G C

Just look out the window and see the sky’s hues

Am E F G C

As they change into colors Pink purple orange and blue

Am E F G C

Just look out the window and know that I love you

Am E F G C

As the sky’s changing colors Pink purple orange and blue