Empty Classroom

On A Table,
Lying In The Light Of The Projector,
Out Of Focus.
She Just Change Colors
Instead Of Faces
That Try To Strip Her Of A Name.
Now Her Shadow
Rises To Shake Off Clothes
Until We Both Match.
The Light Flickering Its Way Off
And All That's Left On
Is That Song About James Dean
And Blue Jeans.

CK

Fragment #44

What Has Happened Here?
We Bury The Ones We Love
And Then Burn The Rest

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Jettisoned

Was That Another Ship In The Night
Rising You From Your Bed?
Either Way, Leave Your Belongings,
They May Break The Waves.

I Was Never Here And
You Were Never There
But I'll Leave You With The Flotsam
And You Can Pretend Its Jetsam.

Then Weave Me Among Those
Who Say The Same Truth Lies
And Fills Empty Replies.
No, There Was No Ships Last Night.

CK

Them Sounds On The Other End

Strange, Do You Think The Gods You Made
Are Watching All This
Even As We Grew Apart
Wasting Cords Without Blunt Words
We Both Thought We Had Said Or At Least
Wished We Had.

Make Them Up So
All In All And Nothing For Nothing
As We Were Never Ones For Accuracy
Even Our Lies Had Some Truth To Them
Naturally We Had To Keep The Lights On
To Reprise Our Youth Or You'd Condemn Me
Daily For Being Absentee While I'm Gone
It Was Always You That Cursed While I Spoke,
That Broke When I Wouldn't Appear
And Steered As We Walked

And Marianne, You Wonder Why I'd Rambled?
There I Didn't Mean To Be Mean
But I Was, Because I Can And I Will
When There Is Nobody Around To Hear
Strange, Do You Think The Gods You Made
Might Even Listen Too?

CK

See heat

Years Ago, Chance Meetings In Foreign Locals
Bring You And The Girls Back To
Their Victorian Yet There Was Eight Of Us
And Near All Taken
But Don't Confess To Be Part Of That Mess

But It Didn't Stop Stories Being Traded
For Flashes Of Sex Disguised
As Flashes Of Dares Before The Bottle Was Spun
Landing On Her Then You Then Her
All Done Without Having To Pick One

With Class On How To Unhook Bodies
And Resting Hands Mistook Upon Jeans
Until A Half Bottle Collapsed And Cross-dressed
It Way Into Bed As Two Of The
Lads Left Us To Rest Upon Someones Request

There Was Almost Something Rotten
In The State Of Denmark
Before I Passed Out
Only Now Realized I Had Misquoted
We Just Did It In The Dark

CK

Fragment #43

Licking Batteries
For A Taste Of Misfit Love
Without Feeling Sparks

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And The... Saw The...

Tell Me About That Summer
You First Got That Heart Broke
And I'll Tell You About My Winter
And Whisper About How They Linger
With The Cigarette Smoke

Tell Me About That Fall
When You First Hit The Ground
And I'll Tell You About My Spring
Where We'd Cling To One Dying Thing
Until We Both Drowned

Tell Me About That Winter
You First Felt You Were Alone
And I'll Tell You About My Summer
With Hunger For Clothes That Tear Asunder
Your Body Seams As Others Sown

Tell Me About This Spring
When You Last Felt Like This
And I'll Tell You About Last Fall
When I Saw You There And Forgot All
I Had Chose To Miss

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Mirage

Known Grown Shadows
Mood To Move Over Me
And Are Made Up Mostly Of You
Rose Only To Throwing Me Slow
Too What You Can Stand
And None Were True

CK

Fragment #42

Cut And Drawn Blood
Without The Sharpness Of You
Or Un-tethered Words

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We Drunk From Chipped Cups

I Caught Midriff In A Stretch
As She Reached For The Tea
Making Her Conscience
As If You'd Never Seen It Before
And Not Been The One Pulling It Up
And She Pulls It Down

Though Just Two Months,
She Asks Do You Take Sugar
When She Knows It's Two
So Choose Not To
Forget Her Hot Brunette Roommate
Though Its Rude And Lost Ground

So Draw Crude Sketches Of Eyes
Or One Of Her Other Features
That Smother You Here
Waiting For The Awkwardness
Of The Silence To Be Subdued
By Stripping The Other

CK