Languishing in Language

Languishing in language
On the coast of Languedoc
The poets of the Provencale
Are stuck beneath the rock
Of native tongues and passing time
And changing circumstance
Arnaut Daniel picked up the winds
It is up to us to dance.

All In Dreams

I did a quick edit job on this for Pitar.

Original:

Far back as I remember
When life was playing games
In and around my home
It still comes to me in frames

Then off I went to school
Scared as I could be
Mom smiled a knowing smile
And she got a rest from me

Then the games were over
I was told I was a man
Scared again but willing
To work or kick the can

Then a uniform found me
And off I went again
A soldier for a nation
Still a child even then

Then a woman girl of virtue
Took up by my side
She took my soul as hers
To love and to abide

She offered up her body
Children were her gift
I could never tell her
How hard they were to lift

I work a job like many
But I often wonder where
I would be today
If I never gave a care

But most of all I wonder
Who I really am
If dreams reveal my choices
Has my life been just a sham

I could have been a hero
I could have been a thief
I could have been a better man
I’ve been them all in dreams

Does a hero find his courage
Does a thief unfold his schemes
Does stature find a simple man
All in dreams, all in dreams

All in dreams.

My edit:

I dreamt I was a dreamer
While life was playing games
I dreamt I was asleep at home
With frames inside of frames

I dreamt that I was back at school
I dreamt I was a man
I dreamt I was a soldier fighting
To work or kick the can

A woman nudged me gently
She offered up her body
I work a job like many
And heavy children carry

I could have been a hero
I could have been a thief
I could have been a better man
I’ve been them all in dreams

Does a hero find his courage
Does a thief unfold his schemes
Does stature find a simple man
I've seen them in my dreams

All in dreams.

4:33

Jazz and blues and rock and roll
Dance and trance and blue eyed soul
A silence here inside of me
I'm stuck playing 4:33

Europe, Asia and the road
Chicago in the winter's cold
The places people want to see
But nowhere is the place for me

You'll know me out here by my wink
A laugh or tear into your drink
A photon trapped inside the dark
Between the charmed and the strange quark

I'm packing up, I'm going home
Nowhere bound, to each his own
The silence has returned to me
I'm stuck inside 4:33

A Lucky Guy

Yeah I was 22
Been to college and made it through
Everything's good at 22

A lawn chair out on a flat roof
Greet the day at the stroke of noon
With a pot of espresso and that day's Tribune

Lazing in the sun
With the crossword done
Fire up the grill
Crack open a beer
And have some fun

Put on a shirt and then hit the bars
Bright orange sky pock-marked with stars
Sit on the swings in the dark in the park
With a head full of coke and some woman
Who was up
For a lark

Then the summer turned to fall
And the money ran out
And I met you

I'm a lucky guy
Like Rickie said
Just a lucky guy

Taken From Books

There's a woman who lives in a cave in the dunes
And a man in a box in the center of town
Keeps pushing a rock that will only roll down.
Meursault shot a man because the sun was too bright
Bigger killed Mary just because she was white
And wait, is that
A rhinoceros?

What is my life
Without your love?
And who am I
Without you?

A master beats his slave and a slave beats his master
The earth's turning backwards and time's running faster
I'm alone on a beach post-atomic disaster
We're locked here together till the end of time
There's a corpse on the table and no one knows why
And George and Martha's baby
(Never existed at all)

What is my life
Without your love?
And who am I
Without you?

There are 53 plants in the 17th row
The actors on stage have no more lines to know