Pop Song Wisdom

Baby you could swing by my room around ten

Cinderellas gone to New York City and 

I didn't know where to turn to

This is my homewtown and

I'm just sitting out here watching airoplanes take off and fly

Waste it if you want

It's the bond that we tie up and over and under and

I only want to be with you

how far this all goes

how far this goes

today

every day

is hard to see

hear

smell

touch

besides

tomorrow I'll be gone

I suppose I could come to jesus in prayer and he would take it all away and

bring the good news 

which is

It will all get taken away 

with or without Jesus

no matter 

how far it goes

the smell of freedom these days

when chestnuts are roasting on an open fire

how open does the fire

have to be

to be able to

breath life

into

the moment

and 

how open and 

free 

do i have to be

in ordet to breathe

the smell of chestnuts and 

celebration

into 

my lungs and

my life

the white emerges

sprinkles of the white
laced across oceans of green
garland foreshadow

Paper Context

When you need a tissue
Tears
Snot or
Something else
I don't suppose it matters
To the
Tissue

Presentation Matters

It's not the

Quantity or

Quality

Of your words that matter

It's just 

How

They are

Arranged

A Long Winter

Empty lives are not always like empty trees

Buds hidden under a dusting of snow

Even if they seem that way

Even if the snow does conceal leaves

Strewn about in every direction

Trees seldom stand alone and

Once a leaf falls

Who can say where it fell from

Who wants to admit that they know the difference

Between and empty tree and

The alternative

line of sight

when the pretty leaves

go, the view improves ... wonder

what your'e looking at

life seems long

the leaves fall off the
trees and grow back every
year, until they don't