napkin poems x2

your face, so sharp-drawn
against the landscape of my drunkenness
beauty, always beauty, a thousand times beauty.

i want to find
you
in the waste-scape of a realization
you may have
precipitated:
i couldn't stop it--not, not
i wouldn't stop it.

couldn't stop
sensations
like spoons--glittering, glistening
in the heat of
the moment

bent around
one feature like
captain beefhart/convex mirror
self-portrrait

safe as milk

when the night has come/and the land is dark
and the moon is the only light we'll see

no i won't be afraid
no i won't be afraid

just as long as you stand by me (god)

stand by me, oh stand
by me

if the sky that we look upon
should tumble and fall
or the mountain tumble to the sea
i won't cry
no i won't cry
no i won't shed a tear
just as long as you stand
by me

stand by me
stand by me stand by me stand by me stand by me

the mechanics of the word
metallic, dulled
as a spoon blade.

like a tiger's tooth
dulled
within the cage

i have known you
forever and ever.

oh god stand by me.