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Undaunted, Eliza


At least a decade before
The turn of the century
I hopped the queue
At the port authority


Slept a few hours
On a bench made for two
Then ride a bus to nowhere
To catch a glimpse of you


Battered suitcase filled with scraps
Disguised with stickers
Of places i’ve never gone
Atlantic miles pass by
Headlands and bold freighters
Think the Conductor tells me
“Hold fast, won’t be long”


Locations noted to circumvent
While i’m awed by your tenacity
Wondering who you’ve become
While confused by your mystery


Just a beat down wanderer
Searching for a home
Settle for a sense of calm
So i don’t feel so alone


Don’t ramble by choice
Not casting pearls to swine
Secret about my whereabouts
Just trying to waste more time


Nurse a sugared coffee
To avoid sideways rain
Ride a ferry, steal a bike
Too slow for hopping trains


Have a two-for ‘hound ticket
If you’ll come along
Where are you Eliza?
I’ve wondered all nightlong


Sat still to gaze at harbours
At a land, long since found
By norsemen, ghosts and trappers
Privateers approved by the crown


Gaggles stroll by laughing
Ignoring my weary fears
Will you come come for me dear lady?
When will you find me here?


Until i hold you closely
I’ll just ramble aimless
Undaunted, bound for nowhere
Holding a torch to remain obvious


Perched on your purple velvet chair
I come as your supplicant
Not in meekness
But to negotiate for what I want

Simply put my terms are me
With you, in all your forms
On every day
From kingdom mountain tops
Deep down to sinking island

I’ll kiss your ring to begin with
Then work towards a thorough investigation
Till I find your beauty
Your beating heart deep within

Reaching ocean swells
Breaching established protocols
I’ll request permission to untangle your paradoxes
Paint portraits of we together
To adorn your secret chamber walls

My only condition is your honesty
If you choose another
Not ready to surrender to an affection we both understand
You will explain by courier
With your optional sympathy

Feigned or real
You may skip the courtly rhetoric
No matter your vaunted statue
You remain a woman
Of flesh and passion
With only a single life allowed

Not Being There (for Rod)

Im not there
Instead a mediocre duo
Plays “Forever Young”
And “Fast Car”

Third time this
“Death whilst elsewhere”
Occurred in the past 5 years
Austin, Auroville, Athens

Where are you now?

“Fast enough to fly away”
Year is 1988
We are invincible
Marauding Utah Valley
Making best of seemingly
Inconsequential locale

I order a Dead Guy ale
At sea
Such an act
anathema to sensitivity

Me and a disposable fountain pen
Scribbling as fast as you drive
In an inconsequential notepad
The glue snaps with each page turned
Crackle like broken bones

Your photo on my phone
Plaid shirt, goatee
(before *everyone* sported same)
Holding a child
Is the child the artist of the lad
Who wandered to Diamon?

How do they hold up?
I asked Mikhael at 3AM
As though i expected
A reasonable answer

Next song is about
“Getting here anyway you can”
Airplane, sailboat, across deserts
Everysong is for you
Do they know?

“Holding Mountains…”
Just get here how you can
Fck, I am not there.
Not even close
Instead chasing pariahs
Around Arabia

The beer comes from Oregon
The cruise ship guitar is anonymous
Could be Mike and Denise instead

A mosaic of flowers on the wall
Covering your box
I imagine your hair
“Across the desert by caravan”
This destroys me
I wasn’t there

Next they sing
“Oceans apart”
Describing to you
Where i am
“Wherever you go”

Sappy as a Quebec maple tree
But still i stifle
I don’t want to be asked
But can’t be alone
In my room
Feeling all of THIS
This lost potential
Memories yet to make

Marty wept
Mikhael quavered
Spreading the hardest news

“How will we survive”
The answer is “we won’t”
Life ends for all of us
No SHIT, i sip again
To tentative to clapping

You are so loved
Hundreds appeared
Lined in the rain
X will dedicate songs for you
Children will learn of you
Your parents said good-bye to you
The worst occurrence conceivable
To we delicate beings

The others gone before you
From erstwhile tribe
Many tempted fate
Litany of poor decisions
Dalliances and addictions
While you were simply
Pure electricity

Now they sing
“You’re broken”
Yesterday i would hardly notice
Stroll by en route to a chat
With an Indonesian waiter
Or Romanian photographer

Tonight the words burn incandescent
Others notice the lady is vaguely pretty
The guitarist rocks to seem engaged
And i drink and scribble to you
The people wonder about
The temperate “back home”
A concept i lost along the way
I know the air is chilly is all

“Get your affairs in order”
Is sound advice
For a complex chronic wanderer
Prone to mishaps
To me likely
But, i am convinced
No one ever expected
This incident to be you
Whisked to canyon hot pots
Just weeks before

Then “our last song is by our favorite band, the Eagles”
My cue to leave
Hate the fcking Eagles
I pull Greek fisherman hat
(Which made me giggle hours ago)
Down more tightly
Step out onto deck
Into the wind
Observe twinkling lights
From islands which
I’ll never know the names

Time Traveler (for Rod)

Cobbled busy streets
Never felt so lonely and brave
So far away from any lover
Even further from your grave

Remember you on blue highways
See you in crowded bars
Feel you at desert campfires
Where we sing you name to stars

Steady on Time Traveler
We’ll see you in a decade past
Same way we saw you in a silent film
Organ playing far too fast

See you in Paris in the twenties
Drinks with Zelda and Fitz
Or in the Cavern in sixty-two
Lounging with Pete Best

Hot water sizzles in kettles
With black and white electricity
We’ll keep an eye on your kin
As though pleasant and obligatory

We’ll bore them with the stories
Of us – young, invincible and fine
Occasionally beautiful and convinced
We’d live to at least hundred and nine

Driving with your laughs
Talking with your hands
Swerving up forgotten backroads
To a reunion with unknown friends

Everyone’s champion