Well, I absconded from posting yesterday’s recording here, due to its exceedingly personal and some might say explicit content. But the enterprising listener, I’m sure, will be able to hunt it down, because it’s out there.
Today’s the Seventh, and our recording is about shyness and loneliness and introversion.
Cave Hands
Every day I promise myself that I’ll try
Not to be so alone inside
My head which is where I prefer to be
And if the angels way up high
In their wide white sky
Decide to look down on me, then I
Hope that with their light
They’d send some peace
And I admit I’m dressed for the wrong solstice
Seasonal Dyslexia I suffer from
But that don’t explain
The tremble in my hands
And as the predator awaits with twitching tail
And salivating maw
Before the burrow of his scented prey
I fear the moment that I step outside
My patchwork slipshod shell that I’ll
Be set upon by internecine grief
And I admit most days I think nothing of
The outside world
I’m content to paint pictures of buffalo
Beside outlines of my hands
And as the wetted stone reveals its colors true
And yet when it dries
Appears to be a drab, unlustrous thing
I too abscond from drama’s wheel, and anger’s hold
That they wont magnify
The two or three realnesses in me
And I pray each night anonymously
That the Lord of Hosts won’t identify
This supplicant
Who hides his light
Between two tight-clasped hands
And at the End of Days
When Saints descend, and Chaos reigns
Upon the earth
Maybe then I’ll have nothing to lose
And I’ll step out from my cave, with what I’ve found
Held up high within my hands
And there declare the triumph of the peace
And I’ll search for you through the forests charred
And the harbors dried
And if I find you beneath a pile of
Broken toys
I’ll save you with these hands
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Day Two of The MayDayChallenge finds us visiting the baristas at The Raindrop Cafe, who got something to tell us:
- fair trade, shade grown
- fair trade shade grown
roasted 3 blocks from your home
shipped in sacks from africa
hispanic lands and sumatra
each cup is crafted expertly
all our milk is hormone free
or if you dont take to dairy
we also offer milk from beans
- fair trade, shade grown
& for your dog a biscuit bone
our flavored syrups ultra pure
evaporated cane sugar
and if you’d like a pastry
we buy ours from french bakeries
except for these delicious pies
they’re made by this one bearded guy
- fair trade, shade grown
our cafe, your second home
and if you must use your cell phone
kindly use conversive tones
we offer high speed internet
(don’t use it for your bit torrent)
yes we compost & recycle
as marked on these receptacles
- fair trade, shade grown
succulent, velvety foam
we’ll top your late with a heart
of if you like some abstract art
we’re here before the sun is up
especially to fill your cup
and if you’d prefer the decaf
we promise you we will not laugh…
This is a part of my Over The Top Non-Stop Stop Action Non-Toxic Sock Poppet Rock Opera.
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