Sunday, August 28, 2016

2.1578 : 8/28/09 : Coda: You’ll Be Back (The Devil’s Trichord 5/5)

You’ll be back
I don’t doubt
speeches don’t mean anything
however we might shout
I could get cynical
at this point but I won’t
I’ll send a silent message:
if you’re tempted to,
don’t
Maybe you’ll get back
and get it all right
keep things in perspective
not stay up all night
Why not, I’ll wish it like
it was already so
in the meantime I think
now
it might be time for me to go

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Saturday, August 27, 2016

2.1577 : 8/27/09 : Me and the Devil’s Rancher’s Blues (The Devil’s Trichord 4/5)

It’s harder than it looks isn’t it?
To get onto a lot you start with such a little bit
and I’m walking a mile in your shoes
walking a while with me and the devil’s rancher’s blues
reread all my hurried notes and they all made sense
but did not make me want to dwell in the present tense
have you made your break friend or are you lurking still
If you don’t know the devil’s rancher
I imagine you will
I wouldn’t trade my son
for a used ukulele
At the crossroads I’m carrying
a big shillelagh
To ward off the devil’s rancher’s blues
but I have to take my chances there
to dig up some more clues
Well you’ll probably never see it
and I don’t really know you
but I felt pain and why you bid adieu
to the ghost world sometimes we all have to get real
And remember that the blues
aren’t all we can feel

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Friday, August 26, 2016

2.1576 : 8/26/09 : Sympathy for the Devil’s Rancher (The Devil’s Trichord 3/5)

I tease because I love
because I sympathize
I see so much time wasted
regrets dance before my eyes
follow the Devil’s Rancher
to his fields of
hearty stock
I hope it will work
you’ll think me a jerk
but regret to say that
good intentions
are not bedrock

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Thursday, August 25, 2016

2.1575 : 8/25/09 : Friend of the Devil’s Rancher (The Devil’s Trichord 2/5)

Do you know my friend the Devil’s Rancher
he is a friend of mine
I’m writing him a prayer
if you’re so inclined
that his lonely ascent
may see him bursting through the clouds
and turning out
fantastic rhymes
far from the madding crowds

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Tuesday, August 23, 2016

2.1574 : 8/24/09 : Prelude: Chase the Sun (The Devil’s Trichord 1/5)

Drive like a maniac
buy a couple minutes
If I were rich maybe I
could outfly it
but that’s the trouble isn’t it?
chase the sun
but you’ll get no more time
the alarm is irrevocable
and from this day
to waste one minute
is a crime

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2.1573 : 8/23/09 : Definition of Failure

The definition of failure
offloading weakness
on my wife or son;
thinking I’m unique
I’m not the only one
Getting het up about
the fact you can’t beat city hall
the tiny scale, the little picture
don’t mean anything at all
The definition of failure
is doing what’s failed
and failed again
I’ll fold my arms
and not admit defeat
and let it lie
it’s no sin

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Monday, August 22, 2016

2.1572 : 8/22/09 : Leaving the Body

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Maybe Jesse was right
hey as a Governor I think
he was all right
and if you think the example is poor
I’ve got to wonder what you think
democracy is for
Maybe pain is weakness
leaving the body
I foresee pain coming
I gotta take it, hey howdy
I bought what I paid for
I truly deserve it
this dish served cold
only me has got to serve it
Maybe pain is weakness
leaving the body
I foresee pain coming
I gotta take it, hey howdy
I don’t know from fate
don’t know from random chance
I only know that
I’ve got just one dance
Maybe pain is weakness
leaving the body
I foresee pain coming
I gotta take it, hey howdy
So if you don’t like it
baby tell me why
The universal principle
The mote in God’s eye
Maybe pain is weakness
leaving the body
I foresee pain coming
I gotta take it, hey howdy
No more random strikes
this has to hit the heart
we are only what we are
but we all have a right to art
Maybe pain is weakness
leaving the body
I foresee pain coming
I gotta take it, hey howdy
Maybe pain is weakness
leaving the body
I foresee pain coming

I gotta take it, hey howdy

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Sunday, August 21, 2016

2.1571 : 8/21/09 : Bootstrap Gospel Mark What?

Like a dream
suddenly awakened
can’t remember a thing
yet somehow I’m shaken
by images buried deep
in the meta-cortex
seen through Miyazaki see
and Robyn Hitchcock vortex
I’m afraid of the scope of the task
I want to offload
some of the work onto Ask
They may mix me true
but I’ve remembered my objective
to rise defiant howling
at the idea that
truth is subjective

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