recording notes

my fingers so still on this keyboard
a little overmhelmed i suppose

a little overwhelmed

move in closer to me
roll towards my heart and let's play together

i'd like that
yeah, i really would


come cuddle and say all those sweet nothings with your palm
breathe heavy tender on my neck
lay soft against my shoulder

right here
hold
pause
freeze
sleep

miss it so much

ephemeral apparel

it's what i wear today
my heart on my lips
my thought- spotted drips
my beliefs on my sleeve tint
my gut cut and pierced in print
rock it shy
rock it bold
dress it real
bless it and deal
heal

get over it
get into it
give it for real
wearing my zeal
it's what i wear today
all i've got
all i am
all i'm not
all that i want to be

it's what i wear today
all my feathered bullets
these day in and day out poets
you and me, pilots to our rockets

it's what i wear today
halfway to someday
swaying in this day
pushing through this passageway
i rock my soul as my forte

my best fashion
my moment
stained and sewn
all i own
cloth for my backbone

i paint the world today
just by wearing me today

and launched are all these staggering rockets
we're all just ephemeral snippets of a moment
how brilliant

to wear who we are
learning it's okay

it's what i wear today

bliss is ignorance

whoa.


it's all happening.




i am humility and rebel
i am responsibilty and choice
i am black sheep painted purple
yellow in a world of green
blackened in my wildest dreams
sometimes i like my steak rare
sometimes i want to get lost in your stare

i am nothing special
i am just like you

i have been tarred and feathered
but i am standing my ground
i won't be leaving town

this is where i'm from
this is where i'll reside
in all this dirt
this old weathered shirt
in the lining of your skirt
fucking hurts
this battle
this fight
finding out our worth
it's kinda nice
you by my side




myspace.com/tardandfeathered



the first 50 copies have been printed. ripped. hole- punched. binded. checked. one- by- one.

hollow suitcase. recording.

ephemeral apparel. screen printing.

release celebration. my mom's birthday. downey. july 29th.

deadline.
deadline.
deadline.




all of you is why this is happening.
really really.

can't wait to share it with you.

can't wait for you to be involved in the next/ future issues.


but then again, you are already in this one.

so damn grateful. so damn grateful.





and i'm anxious. can't sleep.


what's in your mouth?

eve's brew

the quiet before the storm
shh
enjoy this space
enjoy it now
because it's all about to get louder
take out your ear plugs and listen to the build
her she comes
or goes
depending if you're standing
or moving
dip dive and dig
take a bite and live
i want to feed your mouth with some home cooking
thank the non believers for all their doubting
shh
take a bite and live

i ate the fucking apple
paradise is overrated

put the load on me

you game for swapping stories of defeat?
blue dames score blessings cutting boundaries
all to save you a seat

i never belonged
not even to me

i was a mistake, so they say
but i say
fuck your pity

i'm gonna take these late night chats
and smear my face in them
wrinkle my shirt a bit, stain dust on my skirt
get my feelings hurt

the torture
gnawing away at this cist
so fucking bloody it always insists
my thoughts all crazy in a studder, my eyelids in a gutter
my calloused head is gonna need a shoulder
while singing tiny dancer
looking for the answers
cause somewhere i lost her
always wearing her brand, 'the other'
she's still looking for her brother

i do

having a hard time wrapping my head around broken hearts
but i suppose that's the point, right?
my head is quite a ways north of my heart
who am i to fight anatomy?
what liberty do i posess to oppose science?
who the fuck cares about all this loud silence?
you letting go is none of my business
but it was in the letting go i find a way to sort out this mess
i suppose my heart will determine my head's unpredictable ways
i guess there's really no reason for why you never stay


but i can't help but wonder
do you smile as i shatteredly dance upon your palm?
do the shards of my broken heart sting your calloused hands?
do you save a thought for me when that song is on?

choose life*this one

i believe in everything i write

only because i believe in everyone i write about



geez... it feels right
i've felt a lot of wrong in my life
like i was wrong
i am wrong

it was a mistake
i was a mistake

but not when i write
not when i'm painting a little bit of you
just a scratch of who you are
peeling off those rusty tough fences you built
surrendering to something sweet
something nice
something you earned
your worth it you know
all that light
all that laughter
all that happiness
its yours already
it really is
and no one can take it
you can't give it away
that's the best part of it
when you've really accepted yourself
all you can do is share

i wish i could draw with these words the feelings and sounds and scenery of this perfect
but i can't
so there
this will have to do
simple
simply