Segue to The Mirror

relentlessly dreamed of father’s treacherous ghost.
met me in tiered tower, where bold black bells tolled.
grew dimmer he did and darker in mind.
invented prayers and asked great god to lead blank way to him,
as he had no plans to know me.
heard him scratch and trample by, found only failing trails of scot blood
i couldn’t cultivate hate enough to forsake.
open doors father, so cold here in vast recess of the sea.
we may sail off in tears, embarrassed of sad hearts, all saints sing along, at night,
and drink to love of mother, with only moonlight bearing quiet witness…

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Segue to A Burning Flame

frightened face of hers lacked no poignancy, had excess yellow charm.
was sometimes fiery red and short of breath, sometimes desperate.
carried a foot stomping stubbornness nearer to ripe reason than rude.
when didn’t know the language spoken, prayed for confidence to try.
always prayerful, blessedly brave and yet was still a child’s face.
a child with faith in god enough
to make albion a beginner.

i watch soft flowers wilt and seep the moisture from their stems,
they fall to waves beneath my window, i admire them,
as she holds a guided wisdom, given and innate,
sister visits in my kingdom, giggle and make her wait…

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Segue to Choir Boy

Albion morphed, with showers of tearful sky, powerful, huge waters
and blind years of dinghy to land school.
taught me tired teacher’s fallen passion and politics of child cliques.
spots of earth stretched out and shook like dusty bears, begging question.
longed to look out eyehole cracks of rocks, in which one might sleep.
albion, so long lost, in dreary social infancy, craved intoxicating music,
poet’s strife.
with woeful goodbye, pushed myself, eyes open, into the icy waters.
became what the sea could deftly hold and thrashing me she was,
for every yard i swam to the islands of dreams.
with an empty cup and lyric link to the heavens,
mardi gras of journey had begun…

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Segue to Innocent

from the start the good times were plenty, from the start it was cool and we were
kings, near the end, it was the same as any ending, takes a while to talk about these
things. it was rules and regulations against saviors and salvations, i mean we were
boys who wanted more from life than spit ! we were tied up in tomorrow, laughter,
booze and sorrow, but the happiness was just in getting it…
…found, friends, unbowed, to no ends, shared, took, frightened and forsook,
inspired, black gardens, crosses, then hardens, bathes, betrays, leaves and stays,
withdrawn, protected, unwilling, disconnected, acting unaffected…

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Segue to Alone This Friday

i feel a drop of rain let spill, oh god, my prayers had quite a will,
for that’s no rain, that’s alcohol; beer wine every one, and all.
i see a puddle, steps ahead and dive into this drunken bed
and swim with such a great delight, as only thought i ever might…

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Segue to Shine

and in my tipsy reverie, an angel came to visit me,
‘cause i’d been searching endlessly, through each bright inlet of the sea,
above my head, beneath my feet,
the alleyways, the city streets,
and bottles upon bottles, futilely,
for the honorable world she’d bring to me,
so i would hide the worser half of me…

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Segue to Lord

… surveyed daily wreckage from a home in bleeding trees,
Albion had practiced killing principles,
i had nursed my fear of love, with pickled hands that couldn’t grasp the gift,
did well at disappointing god above…
and how to hide my heart inside my fist,
while what destroyed me fit me like a glove…

she: “where’s your girlfriend…?
(sees something) “is that drugs…?”
“i feel like you totally understand me…”
Albion: “sorry, uh… what was your name again…?

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Segue to Junky for the Pain

the poison i’m smoking, the poison is choking me,
i haven’t spoken, i’m broken, i’m broken, i’m broken….
and it looks like all my nightmares took on personalities
and they won’t behave and i’m a willing slave
to all these worthless saints and thieves.
and certainly life’s irony is never lost on me,
that my island seems the safest place in all the troubled sea,
the demons that i call my friends are these,
the demons that i call my friends are these…

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Segue to Behind the Song

Soldier: “HALT! no passage to the other islands again, you will stay!”

Albion: “but Albion must… i’ve lost songs… gone around the bend…
have to fight my way back… this whole war is because of me!”

Soldier: “uh,huh…… just this once! …but leave all DEFENSES STRIPPED…
it’s killing the islands, the whole damn lot!”…

Segue to Sweet Smile

as you wipe away your falling tears i’m falling,
where you hide your face i’ll see,
where you walk, the place you rest in,
the cove you make your mother’s nest in,
sail to any port upon the sea,
then turn around and see it’s me,
turn around and see it’s me…

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Segue to Heaven and Avarice

i want for all the riches up in heaven,
i want for all the riches here on earth,
i want the peaceful sea of never wanting,
for wanting is itself a costly curse…

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Segue to Albion Moonlight

So; worthily thrown away is any dream too realistic.
albion hasn’t even sarcastic use for realistic dreams.
savior bring dreams asking certain impossibilities of all humanity.
conjure dreams inspiring purest, most hopeful, most lustful desires.
compel me to dreams offering green apocalypse, renaissance, bright wars within.
wearing accomplishments like a raw doctorate will i go then
and, if without this trial , without this triumph… to kiss the new millennium.
chose all of this out, in some starless corner of tight universe.
playing it all out on the deep blue waters, under moonlight showers.
peace in wet islands now, how long? only sweet breath of cosmos knows.
black waves caressing now, white glow points pathways…
numberless…

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