Now and Then: A Nighthawk for Very Long

A Nighthawk for Very Long

Pleased to meet you on the bones of a troubling notion
Reminds me of a time…
Beautiful memories, now I’d almost kill to forget
Still an uncompleted set
Of if only’s wrapped in not yet
Cursed relics torn of direction
By loin and heart’s magnetism
A dust collecting collection
Cluttering an alter that is fit for higher callings…
Deafened by pathos and resign

And I know you’re being careful
While trying not to be unkind
Pushing to keep your distance
From feelings that you can’t hide

You're trying
So hard
Not to become attached
I shouldn't blame you, when after all…
I know that I'm not staying for very long
For very long…
For very long

Pleased to meet you on this shore of turbulent emotion
Walking side by side….
Of the same color, sky and ocean now become
Feel your fingers brush my palm
To broken whistle and belly drum
Immanence blows curtain to tear
The flashing of the ion spire
And your wind tendril whipping hair
But hand in hand we find this tempest merely playful
And I feel now so alive

And I’m trying to be careful
But you’re tangled to my thoughts
The sand is cool beneath our bare feet
On this unaccustomed waltz

But I’m trying
So hard
Not to become attached
But can you blame me, when after all…
Still, I know that I'm not staying for very long
For very long…
For very long

Pleased to meet you at the dawn of a frightful devotion
It’s mighty lonely here…
Leaving the night to the goatsuckers and their goddess’s bare breast
My black wings, I hang to rest
Without resentment or protest
Too full to suckle the lunar brook
Or dance by fire with cloven hoof
To horn and reed I’ve grown aloof
The cacophony of day has aged to warmest laughter…
In my whisper sweetened ears

I can feel my past life fading
Both from cell and burdened mind
With no guilt to need evading
Still there’s perhaps an ax to grind

I’m trying
So hard
Not to become attached
But can you blame me, when after all…
Still, I know that I'm not staying for very long
For very long…
For very long

Pleased to meet you on this cold roadside of lucid motion
Keeping warm by the wreck…
My crossroad blues, my wailing reds, to purple freely flow
Between your cobble stones
Mother of thyme to lead you home
Perfuming your dancing feet
Into house of youthful dreams
And then shattered by sun beams
To return to empty bed with yearning letter…
And like the tide, I then forget

And I’m trying to be careful
Not to offer what I’ve not
And I’m trying not to hurt you
But sometimes hurt is all I’ve got
I have seen you in a thousand scenes projected on the wall
Collaged your face with movie stars and waited for your call
I’ve called you by a hundred names
From my mouth, watched each one fall
Like the feathers from a hunted grouse shot down from up above
And the fever again seizes me
To destroy another home
And with a smile, you would banish me
Were it not for your loving hold

You're trying
So hard
Not to become attached
I shouldn't blame you, when after all…
I know that I'm not staying for very long
For very long…
For very long




May 16, 2006