posted on November 16, 2011 at 4:48 pm

outcome in

i scratch the surface of this life

fiddle in a puddle i’m all in a muddle

jumbled mumbles i bumble along

the earth is a sphere well leave it here

the sun is a disc the moon is silver hot

and the ones in its shadow troubled deep by the night

i plunge into cold water emitting white steam

in the green sublime depths where an evening has been

an even song sang of an archangel golden

the holiest voice all bless unbeholden

i dream to you now the source but unbidden

i remain in the sight of the light of the hidden

i succumb to the fall head on

i endure eternity dead on

i worship the wood christ bled on

i sit in a cafe with red on

the rain pitter pat pitter pat

2 little raindrops leant over a cloud

a headlong into a whirlpool of travail

the vortexian pull of a vacuum at suck

you forsook the brook at first look

then like a wild swan you took

the furious air beaten bloody by wings

the sky in its suit of blue and white things

the time is a human idea smeared over truth

sadness and joy to be overcome

and we smile

under a new conundrum

dichotomy takes a lot of me

i wait to fall apart in the poets junkyard

where the ending is both sweet and hard

i pick a card

any card


damn !

ill-starred ……..



22 Responses to “the facades veneer”

  1. avatar
    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 16 November 2011 at 6:37 pm #

    “I wait to fall apart in the poets junkyard”…I doubt that will ever happen. Your words are enriched with a salty sweet mix. They flow like a fine wine, intoxicating to all the senses. What a joy it must be to know you will be home for the holidays, surrounded by your fine ladies. I felt sorrow for you last year when you appeared alone at this time. With all five at each others side in a far off land. But I recall the three youngest were able to enjoy and experience a white christmas, I believe I remember. How quickly the days have past. Each one of them with not enough minutes to complete the tasks. Now you soon shall prepare for the summer tour, oh how lucky all those will adore. We miss you on the other side of this globe. Wishing. You we’re here to drift across our country of streets and roads. Take care and have a great day. See you soon in a dream on stage.

    Darrin K.

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      thetimebeing | 17 November 2011 at 7:52 am #

      hope youre getting some sweet sleep my young man

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        BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 17 November 2011 at 8:11 am #

        Yes I am , thank you so much those kind words – very thoughtful. NOW, don’t take this the wrong way…i’v been using Painkiller as a lullaby. It is the last cd that I put in my player lately and than program sleep. It is not boring me to sleep ( LOL !!!!! ). No, its hypnotic and relaxing…especially after ‘Outbound’ and ‘Wolfe’. Its non-narcotic, no reference to the title, and its kinda dreamy.

        Hey…its working right now and thats all that matters I guess.

        Thanks again,

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    . | 16 November 2011 at 10:42 pm #

    i’m the dirt in that junkyard
    trodden and carried under foot of man
    maybe today i’ll get outside its fences
    and travel to some undiscovered land
    whereby i might find clarity or fortune
    and the answers to life’s strange plans
    but the rain has turned my dust into mud
    and the earth holds me closely like a lamb
    waiting for a chance to get out of this place,
    to go, to learn, to evolve…and understand

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    Giuseppe | 17 November 2011 at 12:03 am #

    Hallo Steve, I love you like a brother, I can’t forget your fantastic song of 1988 like “North South east west…destination,,,and starfish and heyday,,,soundtrack of my 18years old. I’m italian from Milan and BARI…and i give you an affectionate bye bye…my love ahahahahahahah

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    eekie | 17 November 2011 at 2:54 am #

    You look surprised…or stunned.
    I’m not quite sure which.

  5. avatar
    Once | 17 November 2011 at 9:52 am #

    This is just SO beautiful!!

    “the time is a human idea smeared over truth”


    Thanks for this one, SK!


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    Once | 17 November 2011 at 10:14 am #

    Do whatever you want to do
    But don’t waste your time
    I’ve been called impulsive compulsive convulsive
    Another way they say but I won’t have it
    I have just this day how do I know different
    I haven’t the glitz and glitter of fame
    Nor piles of money stacked in my name
    I haven’t the men nor women of love
    Solitary freedom’s been mine from above
    I dance in my living room laugh with myself
    And share my observance with those on the shelf
    Everything here is how it should be
    So don’t waste your time
    I’ve been called emotional devotional inconsolable
    But all that I have is mine
    And life can turn on a dime
    Every second the atoms are churning
    Every moment the fuel of life burning
    Every day equals the first and the last
    In love with my future I dream of the past
    Suspended here
    For the time being.

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    mattyc | 17 November 2011 at 10:32 am #

    “the time is a human idea smeared over truth”
    hmmmm…so many of our perceptions are, aren’t they?
    received the gilt trip cd and I am immersed in it
    sweeping, beautiful, whimsical, intimate
    “strange music for strange people” indeed…
    I guess the shoe fits.
    PS: Thanks so much for the artwork, we have framed it and displayed it so all family and friends who enter our home will enjoy it as well.

  8. avatar
    bc | 17 November 2011 at 1:32 pm #

    …ill starred…
    all star poem

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    Kraig | 18 November 2011 at 4:37 am #

    Which outcome is in? new album, more skp, or turning over a new leaf…have a new face on? In any case, we like!

    • Kraig
      Kraig | 18 November 2011 at 4:45 am #

      Oh yea, thank fur the album & artwork…nice! Litho looks nicely next to The Lonely City! I’m having a hard time listening to ALL the tunes! Hammock EP, Gilt Trip, Monster & Mirages, Painkiller, new Noctorum tracks…all kutz Killer no Filler!

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    Jesiah6 | 18 November 2011 at 10:15 am #

    I couldn’t imagine you ever in the poets junkyard.
    It’s one of my missions to introduce your art and music to as many people I can.

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      thetimebeing | 18 November 2011 at 6:45 pm #

      go to it then and multiply

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      BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 18 November 2011 at 8:01 pm #

      Iv been on that campaign for decades. It works sometimes when you threaten the potential ‘fan’ / ‘fanbase’ with physical harm…Try: “Listen and enjoy or else”…(wait for the terror and confusion to well up n their eyes) …you force me to play the past 10 x-factor or idol winners on repeat, continuously till the sun stops rising !!! ….by now u have their complete attention and they are grooving to ‘nothing seeker’ or you are about to be imprisoned. Good Luck and Godspeed my friend !!!

      AsALways and a friend,
      Darrin K.

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    Once | 18 November 2011 at 12:08 pm #


    Something comes
    Up like the sun
    And there’s so many things I’ve never begun
    Something comes down
    Like the rain
    And I open myself to the pain
    Running deep
    Running far
    Think I’m gonna make it
    Where you are is where you’ve been
    I may never see you again
    What I want and what I need
    We hold each other as we bleed
    Something inside
    The share of a spark
    Finding ourselves in the dark
    Something real
    Don’t forget that I have you in mind
    Something comes
    Up like the sun
    And I’ve got you to thank
    For this one.


  12. avatar
    Meg Manestar | 4 December 2011 at 9:09 pm #

    This is lovely

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