Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Geoff Farina
Poetically, Geoff seems to shut himself away, recalling lazy indoor days once spent in a similar way with a past lover. With those days long gone, he looks over old love letters that still lie around, smiling to himself at the memories they bring back.
Reverse Eclipse unties the same, and attempts to guide are all in vain
Cause an orange deleted mid-day maze will only serve to make us more late
So let us stay home, ignore the phone. Tap into the skulls of the dynamos
Leave the dub-drenched drives alone
Watch the rest of the day from the patio
Entry upstart pages from a sweetheart. Just let me be so I can get to a good part
As Booker, Texas treble celebrates spaces so vague
Such a powerful absence no tones could betray
You know I try to resist, but like an ash against an ocean
Nobody else's mail could cause so much commotion
So leave me alone with this page for a while as muscle memories emancipate a silent smile
Over-dressed, you were not as good as weekend t-shirt shoulders should support a sated wine-finished face
And hold new memories in their proper place
As they wait for words that strive for one percent of what our short times together meant
And in paltry poems, prematurely sent, banalities yield to benevolence
Entry upstart pages from a sweetheart. Just let me be so I can get to a good part
As Booker, Texas treble celebrates spaces so vague
Such a powerful absence no tones could betray
You know I try to resist like an ash against an ocean
Nobody else's mail could cause so much commotion
So leave me alone with this page for a while as muscle memories emancipate a silent smile