first song posts

So I am quite sure that once upon a time one could post videos to blogger... maybe I'm wrong, or maybe they've downgraded, but in any case, I finally got around to recording a couple of songs. I realized I should probably just upload the ones I already had recorded too, but I'll do that another day. Here are a couple of youtube links:

hold on to your belief

i am changing, always the same

on sleeping bags in the sand

The stars like sparks ignite our dreams
but the full moon shines on our insecurities -
we huddle around the fire to stay warm
rubbing each other's hands
the friction echoing in the canyon surrounding us.

All of the grand romantic gestures come down to this:
a rational discussion
a grown up decision
a business transaction
that, thankfully, in our place and time, is truly ours to make.
Can we take care of each other?
Do our lives line up
like the matching salt and pepper shakers
that someone will buy us
from our hypothetical registry?
Living life together is
mysterious, grand,
and yet so down to earth

like we are here
sitting cross-legged by the fire
on sleeping bags in the sand.

blood moon night

Blood moon night
Bringing in the blood-soaked holiday
Bathing in clear water
Bending knees so ears stay under
Beating heart pulse faster
Beloved, I am - touching, stroking, fingering
Between legs, breasts
Bulges, bumps, blisters
Baby, I am - reborn in the tub’s receding waters
Blood and water flow
Blessed, cursed, down here below.

mosquito song

I puncture your skin
you welcome me in
you scratch the itch of
my presence on your skin
despite the discomfort
inviting me to exchange
bodily fluids with you
my bite changing your skin’s hue
filling me with red juice
from your veins so blue
you don’t shoo me away
you bid me to stay
born in the mud
water and earth
begetting my birth
I wake with a thirst
for blood.
My probe I hide in you
my mouth inside of you
sucking your sweetness
that never runs dry.
I am so small
but you see me
on your skin
scratching the itch
of my memory within
amused and not irritated
you welcome me in
and I finally begin
to see that you love me.
Your blood cures my disease
immune to the hideous things
I harbor.
I punctured your skin
I needed to try you
to know that you truly
want me inside you.

this small sacrifice

Your domino, diving
off the bridge into
perilous, white waters,
became my lost, lonely domino's
salvation, flotation device.

This small sacrifice
and your shy smile
show me just how much
you care.