Were every night as tonight feels now,
with you by my side, with your laughter echoing mine...
Were you captain of my ship, there'd be no need to hide
my face in the shadow of the masthead's lonely brow.
No need for cigarettes in the dark.
No concealing my haunted heart
behind smiles that tonight are honest as a vow.
Not false like in the light tomorrow will allow.

The morning brings tears that tonight are absent from my soul.
For at least tonight, there is no fear.
For at least tonight I feel whole,
and tomorrow I know will not feel the same.

And
       yet
             still...

Were every night as carefree and untired,
with dinner in the cabin, brothers sharing stories by the fire.
Waves lap at the barnacles; crest at the bow.
No need to hide my face from their spray in my shame;
No need for me to confess every sin by my name
Were every night as tonight feels now.
Were it that tomorrow would bring me the same.

I live in constant fear,
Of being forgotten.
But if forgotten means,
Only known by those I truly love,
Why am I scared?

The night
sky spills
past and
fills the store
beneath with
pools of
blue shadow
and silence,
they are all
there, the
books, on
the shelves,
waiting
ready to drop
like Sundance
and Butch
making good
their escape,
if only I'd
seen how
they'd been
squeezed
in I could
liberate them
all, wrong
verb (perhaps),
but.....
     ...... what
use will be
tomorrow's
sunrise
with no
book to read
by it's light ?

If at first you do not succeed then self destruct.

If I thought
even for a second
that any of this mattered
I might give a ****
When we finally
cut through the red tape
and the fake landscape
maybe then we'll see
the master plan
Even then
I'm sure
the truth will be ignored.