lest we forget

A half assed nod


What the fuck is wrong with us
That we
Feel the need
To act like nothing ever happened
Take your fucking head
Out of the sand
It was here
We did it
That kind of shit
Doesn't just go away
There are century deep scars
A half assed nod does not suffice
We need keep our history close
Lest we forget how we got here
While we owe a debt
To those whose backs shoulded
The burden of freedom
We still owe
With our words
And actions
A debt of grief for those
Whom were ground under
The heels of progress


Chris McQueeney

Dreamscape

And went away


I dreamt of you today
I dreamt of you
And you wouldn't go away
I dreamt of a drink today
I drank a drink
I drank a drink then went away
I went away today
But I keep coming back to you
And you destroy me every time
And I retreat
And I heal up
In mind and body
But still you are there
In my dreams
Calling me back to you
I dreamt a dream today
In it I drank a drink and tried to stay
I drank a drink today
I drank a drink
And went away


Chris McQueeney

Signals

Please tell me


Do you see
What i see
The fucking radio
Is talking to me
Hell
I don't know what to do
Is it just me
Or does this happen to you too
I don't know
What is going on
But it has been going on
For far too long
What are they trying to say to me
Messages from the radio
Directing me
I know it sounds wrong
But it has been happening
For far too long
I don't know what the fuck to do
They are talking about me
To me
Do they talk to you too
Just kidding
But really
The radio knows my name
Please tell me
It's not just me
I swear
Because they are telling me
They are talking to you too


Chris McQueeney

The smell of sex and flowers

Oh that lust song


If you only knew
How fucking much
I think of you
Best yet
Maybe it's better that you don't
Unless of course
It's in you too
I see you sitting there
With that face and that hair
I imagine my finger tips
Tracing the lines of your cheek
Tasting your lips
You holding me like you mean it
You holding me
Like you fucking mean it
Melting into my kiss
Breathing with me
The smell of sex and flowers
Heavy enough to bite
Or nip
Feeling the slip slide of your hip
Against mine
I close my eyes and that is what I see
You dancing to that tune with me



Chris McQueeney 

Day one

Same old same old


And we wait
We wait
for the hammer to fall
The other shoe
To drop
We wait
Knowing it is gonna happen
And we wait
Consequences are a bitch
But we know that
In advance
Even knowing
What could happen
No
What will happen
We do it anyway
Because we can't fucking help it
If We could
We would change it
Whatever the fuck it is
We would change it
Walk away from it
Free of that burden
But we wait
Knowing it is gonna happen
Because that is what you do
When doing is all that is left to you


Chris McQueeney