here if you want me..

dancing on the highway

here if you want me
listening so close from far away
i memorized what you told me
like a foreigner on holiday
i know to smile at confusion
and not forget the soul that smiles on me
dancing on the highway
the broken line that led from you to me
well, i'll be at my station all night
so come on by if you feel like

still here if you want me
look at what i can do with empty time
a lost love that likes to haunt me
it's waiting around to meet me when i die
death surrounds.. protects the living
this is what you said and i agreed
not to be unforgiving
just because your soul is untimely free
cause i'm here if you want me, my love
dancing on the highway

but your sun still burns my eye
oh why?
oh why?

i found some rare elliott smith downloads today..
that made me cry..
it made my lonely day...

stained glass eyes

people sink your boat
when you cut a tragic figure
they drink their lemonade
and throw you a line..
boil your problem down
to yes and no, what’s the matter?
they bomb your promenade
and this makes it shine
so you must play the comic
if they want one
and describe their moment
when they’re in one..

people pass you by
passing up the chance to know you
they're irregular
in the usual way..
you should crack a smile
once in a while, it makes you pretty
it makes you wanna give
them a piece of your mind..

but they can’t be people
not if i’m one
if i have to be like them
i’d rather be no one

couldn’t make the scene
not with all the people looking
all these connoisseurs
on guard all the time..
rather spend the day
blank as hell by the window
looking out of my
stained glass eyes...

friendlyghost

Comments

[Emma]

Can you tell I am hiding? I'm hoping you have some sort of alert gizmo that tells you someone is knocking even at a back door.

This poem - how perfect Ghost. How sad, and familiar and perfect. I think I should've camped out here long ago.
/\ There. I set up my tent.

I read Pete's post. It was so nice and made me so bummed out because I still couldn't do it.

Wonder who else is stopping by. Does that concern you? It concerns me.

I responded to Bina. I thanked her but said that I thought some down time would be a good idea for me.Maybe I am being paranoid, but Bina made a point of telling me she had hidden our emails to maintain our confidentiality. My friggin email is my goddamn name. It bothers me. I'm so stupid. But, I mean, what am I afraid of? Nothing I guess. Then why do I feel anxious? I dunno. Its just a sort of vague uneasiness.

Anyway, how are you Ghost? What are your thoughts about Pete's note? Any chance your migraine is gone?

I had a pretty good day yesterday. I met an old friend and we did a pretty good job of tearin up a mountain bike trail. It felt good. I didn't think I would have a good time. I forced myself to go, you know, socialize :) and it was good.

I've also had a couple strange AD dreams. One where I was smothered with affection by Andie McDowell (only beautiful women for me - I mean, hey, as long as yer dreamin'. My T is beautiful) The other one was about my best friend who I lost. I dreamed that I was roller skating and came upon my friend and another friend who was really close with us - basically my two favorite people. Anyway to entertain them I jumped on a skateboard with my roller skates on. This did entertain them, especially when I crashed into them both and we all landed in a pile hysterically laughing. I turned and looked into her face and she was laughing with tears flowing down her face. I felt the most extrodinarily strong feeling of sadness and love comming right out of me. And then, it did! Like a giant drop of water, this photon of, I don't know, corny, but love, came out of me and it woke me up, but I could still feel it. Anyway, in the half light between sleep and wake I believed for an instant that this "photon" woke her up wherever in the world she was sleeping and she felt it too. I believed it for a second. Then I rolled over and cried my eyes out. The end.
Sorry so long.
Em
PS Midnight is a sad kitty prisoner. Day 2 stuck inside with no possibility of parole. I am scheming a jail break. Don't tell.

[friendlyghost]

em,
my spider senses alert me to anyone knocking on any door in this winchester mystery blog.. don't worry!
don't you ever wonder when you have a really profound dream about someone else, if they feel something too, wherever they are? or am i just magical thinking?

poor midnight, boy kitties are not inside kitties unless you get him, you know...? they have a large territory, much larger than females, they often leave for long periods of time & return for meals here & there.. inside the house unaltered he'll pee on stuff! watch out! but, around here i see so many dead kitties on the road i can't handle it, so there is something to be said for neutering.. then they get fat & lazy & cuddly...

well, here's the surprise, (you probably discovered it already..) but just click on the 'x' on the cool links page here at gumbyland to go to peek's new board!!!!!
see you there!
ghost

[friendlyghost]

p.s.
i guess i've had to get used to my name being out there public in cyberspace.. so i don't worry.. my son listed gumbyland in wikipedia in the gumby definition page, so i get hits & mail from all over the world.. so weird.. and my name's on my copyright at the footer of the galleries, so i'm 'out there'.. and my ebay stuff has all linked to gumbyland & my email for years..
pete seems safe and nice, i feel sorry for people, you know me... until they really betray me bad, i guess..
my migraines/headaches just wax & wane, ok now, but it's time for my cycle, it'll only get worse now for a bit..
i've had them last for weeks basically.. worry about all the tylenol/excedrin & my kidneys!! but my heart's not up for stronger painkillers...
geez, i'm so used to it, i've had 'em since i was a kid.

[friendlyghost]

p.p.s.?
i responded to bina's email with a pic of zebraroosterheadcheesesandwich...

[emma]

zrhcs? You are so fuckin funny and such a tough guy!

I'll check you out on Wiki...