The Chain
The sky looks pissed
The wind talks back
My bones are shifting in my skin
And you, my love, are gone
My room feels wrong
The bed won't fit
I cannot seem to operate
And you, my love, are gone
So glide away on soapy heels
And promise not to promise anymore
And if you come around again
Then I will take, then I will take the chain from off the door
I'll never say that I'll never love
But I don't say a lot of things
And you, my love, are gone
So glide away on soapy heels
And promise not to promise anymore
And if you come around again
Then I will take the chain from off the door
-Ingrid Michaelson
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Thursday, October 15, 2009
senses
i close my eyes and I scream
i listen
but there is no sound
nothing exits my mouth
i feel a hot stream
fall down my face
i touch
there is nothing there
i hold myself
i feel
no embrace
nothing touches me
i look in the mirror
at my reflection
i see
nothing i recognize
i walk through life
i smell
the memories of what once was
nothing is left
-Christine
i listen
but there is no sound
nothing exits my mouth
i feel a hot stream
fall down my face
i touch
there is nothing there
i hold myself
i feel
no embrace
nothing touches me
i look in the mirror
at my reflection
i see
nothing i recognize
i walk through life
i smell
the memories of what once was
nothing is left
-Christine
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Skinny Love
Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer
I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order's tall
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines
Come on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full; so slow on the split
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was I?
Now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
-Bon Iver
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer
I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order's tall
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines
Come on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full; so slow on the split
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was I?
Now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
-Bon Iver
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
do you hear it?
looking for my song
i lost it
i’m not sure
what it looks like though
but i shan’t be here long
the ground is soft
the water is clear
no is one around
falling asleep
dreams in my head
leaves are falling
covering
giving me new skin
they intersect as they fall
back and forth
and are lost
the rain
falls without a sound
the phantom shadows dance
behind my eyes
images…
haunting my thoughts
images…
holding me down
images…
taking my song
images…
-Christine
i lost it
i’m not sure
what it looks like though
but i shan’t be here long
the ground is soft
the water is clear
no is one around
falling asleep
dreams in my head
leaves are falling
covering
giving me new skin
they intersect as they fall
back and forth
and are lost
the rain
falls without a sound
the phantom shadows dance
behind my eyes
images…
haunting my thoughts
images…
holding me down
images…
taking my song
images…
-Christine
Swords Out Flying
Sorry I was cold.
I was confusing myself,
Letting my fears run rampant,
Protecting what I knew.
In a safe place of my own making.
-Christine
I was confusing myself,
Letting my fears run rampant,
Protecting what I knew.
In a safe place of my own making.
-Christine
Velcro Shoes
first comes crawling
then walking
mastering motion
one foot
in front of the other
i'm learning
my balance is shaky
my body bruised
from falling
they say i look stable
they say i'll walk soon
but some days
it's easier to crawl
than to walk
and
sometimes
standing up
scares me
one foot
in front of the other
it has taken
it will take time
-Christine
then walking
mastering motion
one foot
in front of the other
i'm learning
my balance is shaky
my body bruised
from falling
they say i look stable
they say i'll walk soon
but some days
it's easier to crawl
than to walk
and
sometimes
standing up
scares me
one foot
in front of the other
it has taken
it will take time
-Christine
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