Peel the edges away
peel the edges away
i dont have anything to say
just pull'em away
and let them blow

...on down to the ground where...

red ants have started marching
but the deer are still grazing
life around me is amazing
makin' me feel im just
overpopulation
that'll just walk off a cliff someday
hit the ground without a sound
if no one is around
(just like that question about trees…
she asked me what i believe one night
we were just drivin' into back woods country
"if a tree falls and no body is around, does it make a sound?"
we were talking, catching up on things
makin' amends that night
turned into one of those deep conversations we used to always have when we were alone or on the phone
damn i miss them...
i miss her)
and then ill just be bones to be dug up after evolution
i want to be buried with some wise words and pretty pictures
the story that moved those bones
so long ago

...they'd be about the ocean...

something that future creatures can still relate to
its always and always
it doesn’t give a shit who you are
not an ounce of prejudice or judgment
its there to catch you
hold you throw you
carry you
if you crash in into it, it will crash back into you
if you talk it will answer
let out what ever it is you need
a slow silent breath
drowned out by the sound of its waves
or a thrashing fight
that ends flatbacked with a heaving chest on the shore
they'll have super machines that take them to their homes at the bottom of the sea
but they'll probably still vacation on the shores

...but today...

with a little bit more to say
i just peel the edges away
and let them blow
where they may go

hummm...

i have a song about it. where do lost umbrellas go? have you ever found any?

the best question, for me (it's not mine): do tears stop underwater?