Here's some videos of me doing what I love. I hope you like them:
At Her Feet - Leave Me
At Her Feet - Your Move
Monday, March 24, 2014
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Growing Up
Feet pressed to mess,
I stand at my bedroom window--
across the river
better apartments
better lives
will I ever get enough?
Will I ever say
"I'm happy with what I have"?
When I'm 40
visiting my second home
soaked in California sun,
will I remember
the clunking Pontiac Sunfire
that never quit?
the feeling of constant hunger
and the satisfaction of a
home cooked meal?
the feeling of the world
shoving up against me
and reveling in it?
Will I remember
the steady winter of youth,
the cold desolation of a life
before my life,
the momentary mirage
of good things to come,
the gradual but unnoticeable improvement
through broken backs and sweat lines,
until one day
I wake up
middle aged and satisfied?
Is there really more to youth
than preparation for old age?
- - -
I missed this place. I missed my words.
I stand at my bedroom window--
across the river
better apartments
better lives
will I ever get enough?
Will I ever say
"I'm happy with what I have"?
When I'm 40
visiting my second home
soaked in California sun,
will I remember
the clunking Pontiac Sunfire
that never quit?
the feeling of constant hunger
and the satisfaction of a
home cooked meal?
the feeling of the world
shoving up against me
and reveling in it?
Will I remember
the steady winter of youth,
the cold desolation of a life
before my life,
the momentary mirage
of good things to come,
the gradual but unnoticeable improvement
through broken backs and sweat lines,
until one day
I wake up
middle aged and satisfied?
Is there really more to youth
than preparation for old age?
- - -
I missed this place. I missed my words.
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