Author Archives: The Smoke

She speaks in a voice that rings She dances with a body that sings She knows all those special things Lorelei. She lives in a stony place The sun reflects her gaze No-one can tell you her race. Lorelei Lorelei, Lorelei I’ve been looking for someone like you. Her house is made of air SheContinue reading “Lorelei”

Choirs of angels in the sky Black dogs prowling the highway Stun gun rattle in the breaking dawn And a single Mad God’s call. If we climb above the wall Do we think we’ll see it all? Damp, dark breath from the Everglades Alligator eyes burning in the shade Insect clicking in the dying sunContinue reading “Sing It To The Wind”

“It is always this: there is a thing that is there, a thing made of writing, a solid (digital) material object, which cannot be changed, and through this thing we measure ourselves against something else that is not present, something else that belongs to the immaterial, invisible world, because it can only be thought, imagined,Continue reading “On The Verge”

Black as night The pack is taking flight Tearing up the ground Hear that howling sound Don’t you raise your head Don’t you raise your head Smell the sweat, taste the breath Feel the heat at your back Warm bodies all around Get those feet to pound Don’t you raise your head Don’t you raiseContinue reading “Run With The Pack”

It’s seven o’clock on a Wednesday and we’re wasted You’re with me, we’re flying and your lips never tasted so good We can stay in this room, we can look at the moon, if you want to. Thank God for the bus stops, park benches and your warm hands Thank God for the street lightsContinue reading “Wasted”

There’s a shadow risen in the west Driven by men looking for happiness There’s a storm that comes from the east Driven by men looking for release And in between there are fields of blood Waiting for the darkness and the rains to flood And you won’t know how situations change And you won’t feelContinue reading “The Front Page”

Sometimes I think I’m going down Fall, fall, fall down to the ground Digging myself a deep, deep hole Closer to mu last home, that old tombstone. I can hear those angels sing Hallelujah nearly time to come in. Every man carries a heavy load Every woman walks a lonely road Everyone wants a pieceContinue reading “Angels Sing”

If you ever get to this town Don’t hesitate to look me up I make few promises but that’s a fact My door is always open Though I may not be waiting. If you should write a short note I’d be happy to reply Just say how you’re getting by My heart is always openContinue reading “Not Be Waiting”

I want to be Your shelter and your shade The bed where you were made The taste upon your tongue The ground on which you run. I want to be A ladder for your step A baby at your breast A cup to catch your tears A dream to hold your fears. I want toContinue reading “A Muscle For Your Smile”

Walked into a one car town Air was dry and the sun beating down If I walk out of here again I’m going to need to find me a brand new friend. Dust devils lick my shoes Somehow I thought I had nothing to lose Street’s deserted and the shutters frown No surprises in DesperationContinue reading “Desperation Town”