"Tomorrow is Elsewhere"

06/26/07

it seems tomorrow isn't planned anymore...
intent is sold off at market prices to
buyers of instantiation

it's so sad to look back as a passenger
& see emptiness in car windows,
nowhere traveled, stone walls tailgating
for looking outward here at city skylines
and wide open corn fields

"it" can happen without the intent
but what's lost is that step-shaped gap
leading downwards

tomorrow is a staple for heaven;
lose the past.. lose the future.

-huey

"Nobody Believes"

06/25/07

in the darkest navy blue...
life's past, lost in minds
over and over in again
nearly no one believes for more of beginnings

now's fuel future's endeavors
& their forward legacy
leave deadbeat the fathers of ideas
expected credit vs. foundation
invention .. new minds where nobody believes
& everyone sees the future for whose tomorrow starts now

invent a way to eradicate the passed...
hold in your arms the ideas you claim to secure.

-huey

"Hmmm"

06/14/07

honesty is a funny thing
it's not always immediate
and inherits traits it should not
it's a path worth waiting for to be cleared
in either eyes

-huey

"KaLaKaLe"

06/24/07

the more you try to change some one,
the further away their new path leads them
from your pivotal standpoint.

your efforts to change,
succeed in the smallest of ways
but redirect parallels;
side-by-side becomes sine; motion, disruption

people change...
but now’s become now,
times renew,
& pasts become dried hickory branches on roadsides
and your next rain does not encourage growth.

-huey

"Spiritworld"

06/20/07

Elusivity ..
Shapes against anyone's...
...your thoughts ... as to where,
common life touched cares...
a single thread .. adorned to you
where are you?

Even "just love" wants to know
... you're okay ... you've made it
clear .. you're just that special with
your shadow
& nature wants to know your whereabouts
are safe...unaware

perpetual heartbeats un-gathered reign best in your dreams
for their reality all your own.

-huey

"Anonymous Faces"

06/13/07

psychologists,
anonymous faces full of facial expressions & emptiness,
magnets drawing your couriosity, stolen eyes, soul
into their mirrors
your own best interest
if you get it.

-huey

“When ALL the Rivers Die”

06/17/07
(mp3)
Long walks, short strides watching my feet walk ahead of me
Thinking in step with memories of home, happenings
Each, one heart beat, closer to something
Today or Heaven tomorrow either way

Step to the right, out of the way
Bombs crashing overhead, again on my friends
Dying for me, my freedom back home .. and for you
And your thoughts of me .. our perfect lives in America

Long walks, short strides, watching her wheels push ahead of me
Thinking in step with memories of you, our 3 lives
Each one footstep, closer to something
Our future together or away

Birds sing from the tops of trees
Sunlight warms with gentle gloves
She smiles and her two new teeth
… again on my friends
Dying for me, my freedom back home .. and for you
And your thoughts of me .. our perfect lives in America
America

Listen….

When ALL the rivers die, a son or daughter closes life,
Hands stop writing love letters, hearts stop beating for thoughts of others,
eyes need not see yesterday, and your memoried expression contradict.

When all the Rivers die, silence makes love to fate in some minds,
We hold them but too late for change .. too late for smiles .. too late.

-huey

"Shrink Rap"

06/03/07

I’ve got all the questions
You’ve got all the answers
How bout if we make a trade

3 for 1, lets get this done
I’m tired of the run
I want a new place
A new quite space

I’ve got no answers
You’ve got your own questions
How bout if we make a deal

Let me decide for the cancer
Believe in my own answers
Live in gestures
Run in place,
In my own quite space

Here I’ve got my answers
Questions with broken hands
How bout we make a pact

I do all the thinking
You do all the linking
Together we understand.

-huey

"Shades of Julia"

06/02/07

i see this journey as a
1930's grey detective agency
where walking is .. as much .. playing the part
as being there .. if only the style.

school's out but we're the teachers
for our imagination now.
we control the knowledge,
and they, their acceptance of life.

know one, to know a facet of life, unique
to show others the way.
and it is their decision
to shine upon, beyond or passed.

and she still casts.

-huey