Wednesday, August 27, 2008

"Sexy News"

08/28/08

But how do we dig out of the stereotype
That makes love with our lives to lust bad news into our souls

When does destruction of other humans shock our normalcy?

When will weathered faces tell the story without leaving an addiction's hunger for a better world in lieu of a fix

When does tell get to the truth?

-huey

Monday, August 25, 2008

"Faith Regardless"

08/26/08

Somewhere
Some points must collide without lines
To rely on for paths
Must take on their own energies,
The leaps of self, to clash
& re-write outcomes

Waiting, waiting to be read
But waiting to be written
Between you & I
Those first interactions that
Seemed to work regardless the pre-cognitive ideals

The faith in ourselves that things
Would workout Because of our input
Not knowing, until now perhaps, that
We agreed along the same lines, paths & sight.

-huey

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

"When Kurtains Fall"

08/21/08

Same small simmering attitudes surface
Upon kurtains falling in the September months of fall
Cold close emotional fixations
Redeem with unprecedent routine
All amongst themselves
To cash in on a coma’s irony of best rest ever

When kurtains fall
They do so on their own right, own governing
Expose what they see fit beyond their physical self
Show only what is seen beyond
React how they wish you to
Essential sight, exacting choreography

Dance partner your mind to accept them as they are
The split, the corridors, the hallways, the escape

-huey

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

"Karibou"

08/20/08

Your eye
Left, me wondering
What I should see to think about you

Your intention for existing
In an un-owned stare

Your nature
For refreshing the fountain of laughter

Your existence
To anyone not to know

unless.

-huey

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

"New York Times"

08/12/08

My friend Brook took me for a ride down by the riverside
She introduced me to her best friend Lyn
and together we started .. together we started
walking in the rain, puddles in the streets, clouds above our heads & times beneath
but we were together .. three together .. two forever

in every shade of gray Lyn could be and withstand her reinvention
cement park structures portray in contrast the passers by in top hats and tails
if you tried, she’d let you see them
walking in the rain, puddles in the streets, clouds above their heads & times beneath
and we were with them .. all together .. two forever

trees in the city streets light-white outlines filtering our views of high-rises
giant steps in city cement sidewalks watching where we go together
chaperoned in the rain, jumping in the puddles, clouds beneath our feet
New York times with Brook & Lyn .. forever together .. two forever

She let the seasons change to further shades of lighter gray between those other two
And walks me to the corner where Raphael’s cab is waiting
holding hands with Brook forever


-huey

Monday, August 4, 2008

"Shark in the Fish Bowl"

08/04/08

Long...slow...intending...sweeps
In his mind he swims in his oceans of thought
While a fish bowl occupies & excludes
All other occupancy's room to swim, space to make a mistake
In his mind, the ocean is well stocked for all to feed
But the fish bowl is where They need to be

Sometimes a shark in your fish bowl is comfort food for success.

-huey