A snarl with headstrong eyes
that dilate against the white light
Fury has an awakening
and water has a boiling point
This is a condition of reckoning,
this is a rule of thumb
I hold hands to test my confines,
confines you regain again
This is about space and timing,
even when I'm cooling out
I feel your tension inside me
and see its gaze fall from your eyes
that tear up when you laugh or cry,
it sometimes has the same effect
I could harness it or smother it
or make it explode
I could regain it
MM 2000
Laughing with a surgical grin,
wrinkles cracking the paint on my skin
If I had something to say I'd a said it
If I had a still-life instant I'd forget it
Like a graceful train wrecking,
it's a beautiful accident just waiting to happen.
I can't call for action or cuts
it's too much
I call my hands to the crutch,
I've got a motion in flux
I've got time
but I don't have no money or potency
MM 2000
Smoke harbor – new day
Curl up and uncoil,
deflower and reload, refresh
in crawling under my skin
Under my toes the ground caves in
Rethread and replace the grace
of that moment with sleep
Replace the increments
of darkness with morning’s questions
about the time,
because the light finds its way in
But don’t ask because I wouldn’t know
Unfurl my outstretched arms
to beeps and rings, to let them in
To keep them outside
the window, cars in line
Harmony with their direction
Objects of my affection
keep their distance
Distant grumbling, they whisper
this need and that
Always clocks to be punched in
Not ever too much
It’s too much
MM 1999
What's there to think about?
What's there to know?
Wherever the stars end up,
you'll go
What's there to fret over?
You look so nervous
Wherever the days wind down,
you'll be there
hands in the air
What's to talk about?
Your heart or your mind?
Whichever one wins out,
it's fine.
Can you really argue?
Control is so boring
It's all been scripted out
to ride
hands in the air
And if you fight with fate
you'll miss the boat, my friend
You wrote the book to prolong
it's bitter end
Fell by the falling numbers,
sifted away intentions
Wherever the dice turn up,
you'll be there
hands in the air
MM 1999
It's crazy like a dingo
Restless feeling just creeping along
Up from the bottoms of my feet
Light up and take heed
Just another excuse to go outside,
the frames and foundations.
Drive yourself like a truck
over the edge into the deep
Inhale... exhale...
Breath dissipates
Fading like existence...
Feeling like bionic...
Stuck inside
Wondering into vapors...
Clouds of desperate measures...
Crossing lines
It's crazy like a desert,
only chilling dry and frigid
Up from the bottom of your lungs
and blown away
Just a second excuse to go outside,
clinching and crawling
Fading like existence...
MM 1998
(artwork by Bob Rob)
A mystery is abound
I was never accustomed to...
I had never spoken of...
Have you ever just walked away?
I had never seen those faces
They whispered in the receiver
They sang you to sleep
They were featured in my dreams
I found a key in my pocket
The door to heaven swung
off its hinges it fell
into a hole in the ground
I threw dust in the sky
It scattered out far and wide
Its soil filtered in the water of my eyes
Take a vow of silence
if your words betray you
The better thoughts and moments sit
idle with your time
and motion sifts away impurities
(artwork by Bob Rob)
MM 1998
You're sitting on a plane,
your eyes are on the ocean
I'm wondering what you're thinking
I'm wondering where you're going
Halfway around the world,
is that would it would have taken
for you to figure out
if you could still love me?
I couldn't go there with you.
You're sitting on a plane,
your eyes are on the landscape
Landscapes of time and space
rose up to stand between us
I could cover my eyes and ears,
but its promise was clear
I could see you running
halfway around the world
I couldn't go there with you.
I couldn't have imagined
pushing you away
It couldn't have been scripted
with such a sudden end
I couldn't stop the bleeding
just begging for forgiveness
I couldn't have imagined
losing my best friend
I couldn't go there with you.
(artwork by Bob Rob)
MM 1998
