connecting*the*dots

yeah
sometimes shit just isn’t plain
jane’s here one day
gone tomorrow
i thought i was ready to drop the pretenses and follow
my heart doesn’t hurt
it’s just numb as all hell
too much
too little
so i stumbled
and i fell
for a woman who had her own deal
i mean, is there really any other?
i don’t know anymore
i’m too beat down and smothered
so here i am once more
back up in the mix
but i’m not looking for a ‘hook up’
or a long term committment fix
as a matter of fact i’m not looking at all
except within myself
it’s about time i took care of my own shit
my own dreams
my own health
so a toast to the ladies of my past
who helped get me this far
the beautiful
the difficult
the exotic
you are
my heart
my soul
my passion
my desire
but i’m going back to work
so in due time i’ll reignite that fire
until then
it’s cio
adios
au revoir
unless you want a quickie in the back of my parked car
ha!
just playin’
i’ll check you out from afar

The other day, Efrat and I checked out the D.U.M.B.O. Art Under the Bridge Festival.

performance hairdresser

guys painting in a glass box

political theatrics

secrets in a window

tonka christmas tree

D.U.M.B.O. is too fresh. The vibe is straight up fine arts and creativity. Why the hell am I living in the taint between Park Slope and Carrol Gardens? Oh yeah, I remember why… I’m NOT A TRUST FUND KID!

Feel the bitterness.

slide open…
the R is just a stop away
down the street i walk
can’t talk
i pass through to the rail
hailed down as the blur wails by the onlooking crowd
loud
screeching
halt
sure, come on out
no need to push
my fault
slide shut…
my eyes close just to open wide
i’m now inside
her heart beats away
i start to sway
waves crash overhead
my senses are being fed
when you move in so close
one on one becomes the toast
most of the ride i hold on tight
smooth moves in between the light
flickering on
and off
above the crest once more
i push through the other side
and awaken to the door
slide open…
slide shut…
due east i head

character
drive
passion
vibes
personality
wit
charm…
shit
labels
concern
reality
yearn
normality
lost
frustration…
costs
introspect
inhale
transfer
derail
negativity
corruption
reverse
fluxion
downhill
coast
dreamstate
toast
converge
feel
explore…
heal
tranquility
emotion
soothing
notion
deep
desire
passionate
fire
constraint
respect
difficult
elect
friendship
dance
belief…
chance

my head is spinning and i don’t know why
ok, that’s not true, matter of fact it’s a lie
you turned my world completely upside down
made this big city feel like a small town
intimate feelings
a gentle touch
a chill demeanor
coming through in the clutch
but the hours are passing by like days
i’m feeling lost out, confuzed, in a haze
ever searching for your eyes
needing to feel your warmth, feel your wise
hands on my face
your lips on my taste
buds
blossoming wide
it’s impossible to hide
the fluttering in my gut of monarchs abound
i love this big city
but i’m falling for this town.

the tinder was set
the wind was just right
i peered around the corner
amid the stage fright
and then it just happened
*snap*
a spark
our eyes met just once amid the shadows of the dark
we took a step inside
and left the world behind
the night ahead was bound to us
snug tight as a skull to the mind
*snap*
another
and then three and four
is my mind deceiving me?
am i floating above the floor?
her lips moved in harmony
with her grin and gleaming eyes
no chance i can front on this vibe
the cool act had now lost it’s guise
as the orchestra played on
i smiled and swayed in step
but the only music i heard that night
was from the lady that sat on my left
a skull cap was knit
a concussion of the highest degree
a mindmeld of emotion
a hand slid down her knee
*snap*