Whisper Gen

#87: for anthony, ver.2

reasondeceives — Thu, 06 Dec 2007 05:30:06 +0000

when the australian sky
is sullen with the shadow of fear
and the wind blows cold
& acrid, like this, i know
i must stay
when the bruising sun
begins to sink below
the sulking horizon
and crows on lampposts
are starting to plot schemes
in the dark, i know
i should stay
i have locked myself up
in this embrace
where your arms defend me
where your heartbeats still my fears
where time is eternity
a place i call home

#86: nothing else but you

reasondeceives — Thu, 06 Dec 2007 05:29:25 +0000

there’s a kind of love out there
you thought you would never find

lovers comfort each other
like sunshine after the rain
they never ask questions
they just look at each other’s eyes
they do not alter themselves
they just hold each other’s hands

i have never known love like this before
so tell me, what more can you want?

#85: rhubarb crumble

reasondeceives — Thu, 06 Dec 2007 05:27:31 +0000

di’s crumbly flour
+ dynamite rhubarb
mellow butter
+ a sticky coffee table–
who wants it with
ice cream?
here i will dish you
some–

bombastic legs.
pouching bellies.

i meant yummy…

#84: swingtime

reasondeceives — Thu, 06 Dec 2007 05:26:44 +0000

anthony is not waiting
for the world to end:
he is dancing
he is facing the music
he kicks again and again
swing with him
pull him back
spin him around
triple-step
triple-step
rock-step:
this is the moment
the only one
anthony is not waiting
for the world to change:
he is feeling the vibes
and dancing
with me

#83: i’m calling the shots

reasondeceives — Thu, 06 Dec 2007 05:26:03 +0000

i’ve come to say
i’m calling the shots
my internal process
is taking too long
to think
think about something else
decisions in love & life
as i see them
made on serendipity
no pressure like survival
like doing my laundry &
cleaning my car
i cut thru issues with
the inevitable kiss

#82: pulse studio

reasondeceives — Thu, 06 Dec 2007 05:25:07 +0000

the super gorgeous guy
knocks her off her feet

with didgeridoo music
& water color dreams

and the brown girl
would kiss him forever

it’s a matter of stars
planetary positions
talent, passion

and of course
a record album

#81: the heart deceives

reasondeceives — Thu, 06 Dec 2007 05:24:11 +0000

little by little
i pull strings
change the beats
from clanks to rhythms
for no reason
except
this is never anything
but the mind’s frailties
and it feels right
to untangle the mess
to make it good
to indulge the spirit free
as if the heart
is not there

#80: i never learn

reasondeceives — Thu, 06 Dec 2007 05:22:36 +0000

because it happens all over again
you say: i am a retard

i say: i never learn
and sometimes your heart breaks
and the hurt rips you apart
other times you don’t care

and after all the resolves
like this is the last time
i am going to do something dumb
stupid people wandering
into your stupid life

time & seasons tell me
that this is suppose to happen

all over again

#79: beep beep barina!

reasondeceives — Thu, 06 Dec 2007 05:21:44 +0000

driving you is good & fine
like warm melted chocolate

swooping sweet round the corners
let’s try some music again!

we are riding your 16-valve engine
with a silent electronic display

waiting like the 50 cents
stuck in your CD player!

why are you so expensive to keep
mr. car of the year?

the music never played
beep! beep! beep!

#78: autumn break

reasondeceives — Thu, 06 Dec 2007 05:21:09 +0000

“my back muscles hurt
& my stomach is grumbling, love.”
i lay there for ten minutes
before repeating myself.
“my back muscles hurt
& my stomach is grumbling, love.”
again, silence.
that’s when i realized
i was all alone.
i had massaged my back
& cooked dinner myself.
how long had i been lying here?