growing, pains

last night while searching my oh-so-tall rack of cds for something to sleep to (can i just say i am so excited to get my cd case with all my favorites back today after losing it 2 weeks ago in a hope college parking lot?) i pulled out an album by billie myers called "growing, pains". i bought it about 6 years ago for the song "kiss the rain". used to listen to it a lot, mostly to sleep to. never paid much attention to the words of the other songs or anything. but i found a whole new love and respect for it when i opened the cd jacket and discovered that the lyrics aren't listed, but rather poems that inspired the songs. there are some recognizable lyrics within some of the poems, but they by no means follow the song exactly. many of them are short poems. and they are not in the same order as the songs on the album. i let billie's music seep into my soul all night long, and woke up still thinking about these simple poems. a few of my favorites...

A Few Words Too Many

in a room overcrowded by
4 corners
3 chairs
2 people
and 1 burning cigarette, that i didn't light

"i don't love you anymore"
is always a few words too many

First Time

the first time we made love
in your mother's unmade bed,
i felt nothing but feeling,
i noticed nothing but you

the last time we made time
to make love in our own bed
i felt nothing
but i noticed the ceiling needed painting

is that the law of diminishing returns......?

Having Trouble With The Language

...a married man
once told me,
he could never be
unfaithful
to his mistress...