Ice coffee and gasoline
Two things I need tonight.
Locomotive power for a paralyzed mind.
Electrically sweet and combustible both
Give me strength to carry this yolk.

If you see smoke in the distance
It’s likely me with pen and pad
Burning the candle at both ends
To have a double portion of wax
To use on a waning portion of myself.

Vagabond Prophet

Gravity

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Gravity reversed

Taking everything

Away from me.

Reality accursed

Spinning shadows

In the daylight.

Day dreams perverse

Twisting innocence

Into cruelty.

I don’t want to know

What I’d be like

If you withdrew fully.

I already look in the mirror

And think there’s too much me,

Like gravity’s reversed

Taking everything away from me.

– Vagabond Prophet

Fear and Trembling

Work out your salvation with fear and trembling,

You told me long ago whispering in my ear.

I was wondering about resting sometime soon.

I was wondering about the load on my back.

Work a miracle in me, turn my weakness to strength

Make my sleep actually do something.

You who sees beauty where there’s none,

But you see it til it’s real.

You who hears music in the stillness

Until we all sway to an ancient melody.

Work a miracle in me,

For I am afraid

And I am trembling.

– Vagabond Prophet

Cover Art

Said you don’t want to move to Seattle,

That’s fine you’ve got enough rain

Falling off your disdain

For anybody just a little different.

Don’t judge a book by it’s cover

But I can’t help but wonder at the scars

On this man saying he lives in cars,

Who’d design a cover that way?

Dad will they have a happy ending?

With such a sad middle.

Thinking, thumbs mid twiddle,

“Son avert your eyes.”

No real answer

Just don’t think about it.

It works as long as you forget

That each person is a story.

Dad if you’d just turn a few pages

Look past the cover,

See he’s a lover

With no flowers left to give.

– Vagabond Prophet