Shrieking Saviors

Shrieking Saviors, who am I?
staking life on endless pantomimes
holding on to this and then this and then this
hair is braided to one side
breasts of chicken baking strips
in honey and soy sauce
couch shopping....
god, anything shopping....

makes no sense.

Draft

I will write a love song
    and save it as a draft
I'll send it in ten years or so
    unless you've been an ass
How else will I ever know
    what I am to do
yesterday has taught me that
   things change and so do you

(blessing rained upon me...
    and I was happy when
 I believed all that I knew and
    I earned the love I spent
 some clouds parted and sun-dried
    some happiness and truth
 there is no real thing I know now
    what love was left I blew)

Pain Makes You Do Funny Things

pain makes you do funny things
like stop reading poems

stop your ears up where there are birds
stop you in your tracks kind of pain

and makes you ask crazy unreasonable  

things

like why
and why
and... Dear god - Why?