Phases

from by Wes Braver

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It's always clear that you are you
A quiet pulse, a rhyming heart
I'm just a phase I'm going through
Just as a subject for my art

Reading into the intent
Writing out of the abyss
Lonely nouns begin to verb
And find another word to kiss

In the tension of a knot
In the whistle of a breeze
In the come down from a high
In the come on of a tease

In the anger of the truth
In the creaking of a door
In light of recent things
I know you want more

Like a dog bored by the latter years
Of a chase with its tail
We decide to forget
And to embrace the failure of the paper and the pen

Expensive dreams before the knife
And not much better after cuts
When we write I hate my life
When we write I hate your guts

So tuck me in before you go
I know you're sad I lack the touch
I see you cry through every show
And it'll play, but not that much

So take that critical ennui
Light it up in silent bars
Have a nightmare it's on me
Trendy habits come with scars

And when the trend is at an end
The auditorium in flames
Can you be the fire's friend
And can you please forget our names

Like a dog bored by the latter years
Of a chase with its tail
Can you try to forget
And to embrace the failure of the paper and the pen

The white parade the black and grey disintegration serenade
A ticking clock a glacial tomb in mother earth an icy womb
A baby face with brittle bones a chilly place a cold unknown
What dark and shiny orbs appear to glisten in the morning fear

I'm tickling the orchestra by sitting them in feathered pews
A pizzicato plethora a stringy supple ingenue
Who never had a lot to do but smile and kiss and cry on cue
It's hard to tell just who is who when violins are crying too

The memories of brighter days will fade and then cascade away
In phantom glassy icicles reversing back into themselves
The circle stroke the frozen smoke the winter time the bitter joke
The melting and the sentencing the structure now is caving in

A picture worth a thousand words a cloudy verse on forest birds
We're tipping into fantasy tip-toeing out of secrecy
Too intimate and real you said to try and write about the dead
Creative nights and boring days to break us out of phase

I'm just a phase I'm going through

I’m cutting in I’m cutting through
I’m just a phase I’m going through
And I’m not coming back for you
I’m just a phase I’m going through

It's always clear that you are you
A quiet pulse, a rhyming heart
I'm just a phase I'm going through
Just as a subject for my art

In the house where you grew up
In the house across the street
In despair you indecide
I see the freezing of your feet

Looking out across the lake
A pair of eagles builds a nest
And a thought begins to grow
While another's put to rest

We are the puzzle and the clue
We refuse to have a style
When we write we are as one
When we write we are a child

When we write we are in love

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from METADATA, released August 15, 2015

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Wes Braver Brooklyn, New York

Wes Braver is a musical theatre writer and performer, electronic music producer, and film composer from Washington, D.C., now based in Brooklyn, NY. He has written three original musicals, "Time's Square 2090," "Hear No Evil in the Year 2090," and "Galapago." "METADATA" is his debut album. ... more

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