we collide and crash like stars
knowing that we just gave birth
to an engine of re-creation
While the rest of our issues
struggle for justification
we know the things we push
away today will return tomorrow
to miss and haunt us as we go.

It's true; some days are diamonds
the rest is also true while you
are lying in the gutter your mind
can clear out some of the clutter
that you find in the back of behind.

Ever wonder why you react the way
you do and reasons for what you say
Just pushing or are you fading away?


The gleam of my regret shines through
the doorway while my regret wont let
me forget what I did. I could feel more
than I could ever begat, it's true
If I cannot let go of my anger and what
makes me more than my insurrect brain.

She cried when she could not understand
what makes a woman more patient than a man.
I thought you would realise the pain
that kids go through just to feel the main
thought that re-courses through your refrain
that you've bugged me enough, so shut your brain.

Ten fingers and ten tiny toes
Cannot tell me where your milk goes
Still I must wait and measure
What the future can only promise

Naked you are my third hand
while our baby looks at the future.
I wonder what sin this wrought
But I am sorry, I just forgot
that I was writing and leaned back
to bump my head and forget all thought.

To morrow, while in repose or the onslaught
of a workday morning, I should remember what
I could not do and should be done in the light
of what into the wold I brought
Another sorry pun, but I regret to say
I shall live to type another day