Monday, May 31, 2010

782 : 5/31/00 : Five Point Eight

1,853 : 4 ?


Seconds make minutes
minutes make hours
hours make days
well the weekend’s ours
days make weeks
and months and years
ain’t no use in wasting milk
over spilt tears
five point eight
two kliks shy
of the number of the beast
give or take a needle’s eye
five is perfect
prime sum of primes
fibonacci paradigm
and it even rhymes
five point eight
balance is askew
but I must put it aside
to make my way to you

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Sunday, May 30, 2010

781 : 5/30/00 : Barter

I’m sick of the barter
I’m sick of the crutch
I’m sick of the never enough
and the always too much
I’m sick of compromises
I’m sick of the deals
And the grey men in their palaces
and their licenses to steal
I’m sick of the turncoats
I’m sick of the lie
I’m sick of sitting back and watching
While the world passes me by
I’m sick of the barter
I’m sick of the trade
I’m sick of sitting in a waiting room
and waiting to get made

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Saturday, May 29, 2010

780 : 5/29/00 : Out of Towners

The out of towners
came in with a
rocket launcher
took over a radio station
broadcast a
seditious message
across the nation
The out of towners
strangers in New York
taking advantage
of a barrel stuffed with pork

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779 : 5/28/00 : The Birthday Gift

It was a
golden strand of memory
encoded in a complex string
of destiny and attraction
guaranteed to cause reaction
it formed a chain of logic gates
arrayed in theoretical plates
designed to fire in a cascade
each time the proper sequence played
twined in a helix tied in a knot
loaded with a single a reusable hot shot
designed to fire information into the core
nothing else nothing more
The birthday gift I gave to her
a tape record of what we were
wrapped tightly round a spindle
deep memories to kindle

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Thursday, May 27, 2010

778 : 5/27/00 : Forever

Stay with me forever
and forever and forever
stay with me forever and a day
You’re the only person
that I ever want to be with
when I cannot find a single word to say
Nothing lasts forever
everything must pass forever
nothing lasts forever’s what they say
I don’t care about their words
they simply can’t see far enough
to understand forever is today
Stand by me forever
and walk with me forever
forever and forever starting now
I thought that I would never say
still I learn something every day
I’ll learn to be forever teach me how

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Wednesday, May 26, 2010

777 : 5/26/00 : Piston

What goes in
must come out
but nobody knows the reason
What I put in I’ll get out
I’m a machine I am a piston
trains
tunnels
pistons
valves
trains
tunnels
pistons
valves
trains
tunnels
pistons
valves
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...
What goes down
must come up
must rise just like the sun
taste the overflowing cup
run your hand along the piston
trains
tunnels
pistons
valves
trains
tunnels
pistons
valves
trains
tunnels
pistons
valves
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...

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Tuesday, May 25, 2010

776 : 5/25/00 : Get Out of Jail Free Card

Is there some kind of
get out of
jail free card?
I could whip out
when things in
life got too hard
get me off the hook
set me free
Let me
dodge this
sentence
early...

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Sunday, May 23, 2010

775 : 5/24/00 : Life Sux

1,846 : 3 ?


Life sux
for most of us
and for a few it doesn’t
it sux anyway
that’s what I say
the rich aren’t happy
the poor are sad
and everything between looks pretty bad
Why’s it gotta be that way
Some people say
they never get bored
Crackpots like that
need to be ignored
they’re anomalies they don’t count
I say life sux
I’ll say it twice
an endless pendulum
between boredom and vice
a ripoff no matter the amount

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774 : 5/23/00 : Junk

This one’s junk,
a throwaway
the line the past the vine the mast
the present day
knock off
one off
mix machine
thrown away
thrown sight unseen

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Saturday, May 22, 2010

773 : 5/22/00 : Pusher

He’s a pusher
can’t quite stop
gotta keep moving
or blow his top
he’s a roller
it’s all uphill
whatever makes us weaker
will eventually kill
she’s a rocker
it’s all back and forth
up and down baby
south and north
he’s a pusher
can’t pull back
can’t turn aside
must attack
she’s a puller
perfect match
put them together
and start from scratch

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Friday, May 21, 2010

772 : 5/21/00 : Nosferatu

Nosferatu
I am the vampire
I’ve come up
drink from the chalice
Steal your fire
shadow on a wall
footsteps in a hall
I’ve come I am coming
to devour you all

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Thursday, May 20, 2010

771 : 5/20/00 : Super Sexy

Super sexy ooh
like a machine baby
I want it want it too
You’re so super sexy
I gotta have it right now
slide into the mainline baby
get in my limelight and dance
you don’t have to be afraid now
we just gotta make fine romance
oh super sexy ooh
like the tide baby
yeah yeah you want it too
you’re so super sexy
I gotta have it right now

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Wednesday, May 19, 2010

770 : 5/19/00 : Sins of the Sisters

the sins of the sisters
go unrequited
all ignoring
the passion ignited
a crudely drawn portrait
the lines sketch a notion
the sins of the sisters
are drowned in the ocean
the figure that dances
is made out of paper
and I am the voyeur
the stalker the raper
the sins of the sisters
are drawn out in light
on the backs of my eyes
on the edge of a night

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Tuesday, May 18, 2010

769 : 5/18/00 : Make

Make mine silver
make mine gold
make mine haughty buxom cold
make mine diamonds
make mine lace
make her put me in my place
passed through fire
passed through ice
cliché still I paid a real price
passed through veils
a thousand dreams
all the illusions still one streams
make mine holler
make mine squeal
make me an irresistible deal
make mine final
make mine square
make the Bastard take me there

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Monday, May 17, 2010

768 : 5/17/00 : Blank/Zone

1,839 : 25 ?


blank zone no mind no desire
not good not a good thing
not blank in a good way
just blank not present gone

blank book a clean slate again
every day starting again
reset again zero zero zero
here now anyhow in the blank zone

fish nor foul nor beast nor man
no one seems to know what kind I am
and in a blank and passionless night
I contemplate the sinews in my hand

What writes what records
the pen or the hand or the blank mind
records the sullen message of the blank
Zone that lies under this black land

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Sunday, May 16, 2010

767 : 5/16/00 : 3 Line Day

I dreamed I was a cocaine addict
staring at another 3 line morning
three line start to a day three line day three line day

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Saturday, May 15, 2010

766 : 5/15/00 : Liz

Ain’t no girl like my girl Liz
No ain’t no girl like my girl Liz
Though many girls are fey and sharp
There’s just one makes me strum my harp
Yeah boys Liz is the only one there is
Liz drinks whiskey morning noon and night
mixed or single malt she does it right
but she never asks for much
besides except a friendly touch
she’s heavy but she doesn’t get uptight
Early riser in a subtle sense
if irony is not a shade too dense
as soon as sun sets in the hills
she rises o’er the blood lit kills
it’s beautiful but yeah it makes me tense
Aint’ no girl in t’ world like my girl Liz
Ain’t no girl at all like my girl Liz
just the sight of her by the swimming pool
can turn me right into a fool
Cause Liz is just the only one they is

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Friday, May 14, 2010

765 : 5/14/00 : black angel

It’s all right ma like the man said
don’t let my strange lines bother your head
I’m not crazy no I’m not mad
It’s just a notion or two I’ve had
nobody wants to worry their mother
and I’m no different from any other
I try to cast all my facts in good light
when I talk to her at the end of the night
I’m a mama’s boy yeah I love my mom
and I think of her when I need to be calm
But I can’t let her see the dark half of me
the black angel struggling to be free
I guess she’d understand it though
we’ve all got an angel we never show
a secret source of power and light
that spreads its wings in the dead of night
While I channel a rage I do not feel
and stare bemused while I spin the wheel
I live a clean life for the sake of my mom
who rests safe as houses in the black angel’s palm

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Thursday, May 13, 2010

764 : 5/13/00 : Drowning the Dream

The dream is of drowning, the dream
is of dawning and under the
water with dragonflies
spawning the dream is
constriction a visceral
fiction I can’t breathe
I can’t see the water is dark
here the dream is of facing
some hideous other
that looks like a man
but that is no man’s brother
the eyes are the clue to
the riddle of how spinning
like golden disks holy
like sacred cow then
I’m back in the water
Stare through a black
tunnel as darkness pours
into my ear through a funnel
and just like the dream that
I have every night I scream out my
last breath and get ready to fight

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Wednesday, May 12, 2010

763 : 5/12/00 : Scum and Hate

Scum and hate the froth of mad incisors
blood boiling in a quart stock pan
a shell fell down when I hit the sun visors
Locked and loaded everything according to plan
Goat's head on the tie rack dripping
gore in the closet and into the hall
something about the spike I’m gripping
makes me forget about anything at all
Flesh and blood, viscera and bile
keep it inside bloody and mad as hell
I face the world with a humble smile
waiting for my moment to crash through the shell
Hate the scum who deserve to die
mockers bastards every one
I’ll get to each and every one by and by
touched by an angel of death with a gun
One line written in thorns and wire
wrapped around my head and chest
Strapped to a movable funeral pyre
with a mad joy flapping wildly in my breast

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Tuesday, May 11, 2010

762 : 5/11/00 : Psycho

psycho
round the bend
no mind
left to defend
now just
grisly recreation
of the wasteland
of a mind
defined by temptation

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761 : 5/10/00 : Wake

wake the wake the
ones who have gone before
Whisper their names
tonight I will wake up
with my eyes shut tight
Nothing will ever be the same
I won’t remember it
I’ll have to take it on faith
revelation obscuras
through a glass darkly
nevertheless speaking
to the only potion that can cure us
Wake the wake the
dead souls inside us
help us and guide us home
wake the dead
awake for the dead who have
gone before us gone alone

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How we roll

postdated Monday 5/10/10


1,833 : 19 ?

760 : 5/9/00 : Boat Plane

I dreamed about a boat plane
a picture in my mind
it landed right beside me
because I’m the brilliant kind
I dreamed the plane flew in the air
and landed on the water
and turned into a boat
as bright as sunshine acid blotter
I sailed the boat across the sea
then flew the plane up in the sky
I captured 20 thousand stars
and held them in my open eye
and when the dream was over
and I came back to the real
I had no clue what it had meant
or how it made me feel

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Saturday, May 08, 2010

759 : 5/8/00 : Wage Slave

lord save me from this dry spell
my fields are turning brown
my tongue is sticking in my mouth
my head is spinning ‘round
it’s never been this long before
it’s never been so dry
I fear that in another week
I’ll simply have to die
who will save me from the dry spell
am I supposed to make it rain
am I supposed to draw the clouds
make it all work out again
I don’t know how to make the clouds come
don’t know how to crack the sky
the code of how the weather comes
is far beyond the likes of I
so I just sit and take the dry spell
pray like all the others do
pray that time will bring the water
float my messages to you

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Friday, May 07, 2010

758 : 5/7/00 : The Visionary

borealis awoke an alien
mind inside mine
fifteen years ago
the visionary extraterrestrial
saw through my eyes
hip deep in snow
now I am the visionary
have I got it yes I do
watch me speak and
watch my lips move
watch out it can
spread to you

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Thursday, May 06, 2010

757 : 5/6/00 : Persistence of Vision

Spin the card and watch the hand move
make a fist and open wide
Fooled by persistence of vision
we all assume we’re on the same ride
Across the years the untold millions
a secret vision has been maintained
a life beyond the fourth dimension
a secret life left to be gained
a paradox inside the instant
a tiny serpent coiled inside
the motion of the second hand
a loss of breath and those who died
may know its name as we may not
perhaps beyond the quiet end
there remains the persistence
of a vision that peeks round the bend

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Wednesday, May 05, 2010

756 : 5/5/00 Absence of Vision

Blindness darkness who knows
anymore the reason has been lost
for the absence of vision
Somehow we had incurred this cost
It was nothing ordinary
that we couldn’t see
The absence of vision
that had afflicted you and me
It seems we lost an extra eye
that saw beyond the pale
that saw beyond the day to day
that saw beyond the veil
How is it we know this thing
we know not what we pass by
absence of vision: blinded to
etheric tides that crash by

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Tuesday, May 04, 2010

755 : 5/4/00 : This Is Not My Life

Seven years on the
french fry line
this is not my life
I dream about
water turned to wine
I dream a house a car a wife
Seven years
small boxes and large
Where did I go wrong
You can be sure
nothing comes without a charge
nothing but the occasional song
Another day
another week ends
this is not my life
life’s in the living
the path is in the way it bends
I have it in hand the sharpest knife

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Monday, May 03, 2010

754 : 5/3/00 : Pile Up

1,825 : 11 ?


It’s starting to pile up
the drifts
the detritus of entropy
it’s starting to work into the
worm gears
it’s everywhere it’s plain to see
what is the source of
this excess
what is the reason
where is the duress
we served it willingly I guess
It’s starting to pile up
a slag heap
twenty stories high
best you cease
from contemplation
before it
piles up
to the sky

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753 : 5/2/00 : Nothing

Nothing
Nothing
blank and clear
nothing
There and
nothing here
all illusion
watch it change
watch the
nothing
rearrange
who then
sees this
asks this point
who the
light chose
to anoint
nothing
nothing
plain and true
nothing me and nothing you

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Saturday, May 01, 2010

752 : 5/1/00 : Bite Down

The cyanide pill of pragmatism
hard work
conscience
and always realism
bite down
bite down
bite down on it hard
The iron bar of conformity
the status quo
in all its
inert enormity
bite down
bite down
bite down
bite down on it hard

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