Monday, May 24, 2010

the new confusion

the new confusion like always
and drifting into what is like
a mostly strange what do i want
what do i want in the sound
or in my life and the way i live it stumbling
over jagged ground to walk
- and i'm cold like it is when you shiver
and i'm wondering what you're thinking
hard about what this is in discomfort
alienated from where you're living
and its bites and its mess and smell
dim lit lonesome
a secret boiling for it all
hurt on hurt like it was
and we're all silent from the burst and in the morning
strange nights on days
in the city while she's all sick
and i hurt bad for her
and her- the mothers
where will i go from here