2.2099 : 01/31/11 : Only Right

It's only right that I
should divide
my moments
of sensibility so
but it's so late
and I'm tired of this
So I'm going to go

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2.2098 : 01/30/11 : Cold Fusion

I want to believe in your breakthrough
but your press release leaves
much to be desired
And the theory of
the orthodox against you
all conspired
in a world where things are
So often just exactly
what they seem
you must permit
it's not a stretch to hold
a miracle in low esteem
I truly want to be wrong
see you throw the world into confusion
but I suspect
there's nothing much
to the latest news
in cold fusion

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2.2097 : 01/29/11 : Unleash

What's up in it
you don't want to know
and I don't want to have to
tell you that I said I
told you so
So deal with
your curiosity and keep your mouth shut
I swear I will unleash
on you for real if you say
just one but

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2.2096 : 01/28/11 : Shape

Seeing the shape
of the thing now
anything I might have said
is frozen
every avenue seems
scoped somehow
laughing at the thought
that I had chosen
I could sing a real piece
of work
watch at how I caper
how I jape
when the golden cord
gives me a jerk
I bet I'll be
thinking of the shape

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2.2095 : 01/27/11 : Turned

Can't tell new leaves
from turned pages
can't tell dead ends
from new ages
not in the moment
not far away
and it doesn't mean a thing
I made it through today
me and how many billion army
white middle class, what a feat
nobody tells me what I should be though
guess that one has them beat
Oh God tomorrow for a difference
I know is not to come
and hope for anyway crazily
like I hope for Kingdom Come

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2.2094 : 01/26/11 : Don't Want

I don't want this
and I don't want to win
winning is nothing
the only thing that's anything is
again again again
just give me soma
whatever form is close to hand
there will be no resolution
not here
nowhere across the land
I do not like it
no I am not content
but it's your world not mine
and all this I don't want
is all you sent

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2.2093 : 01/25/11 : Fantasy

I want to live my fantasy
no extra work all there for me
don't listen to the schucksters
such a bunch of cynical fuckers
what is the consequence
there is a firm recompence
Hey buddy help me out
it feels right now like a rout
you are a true soldier
yeah I'm gonna go there
we're all a little bit crazy
but the revolution is mazy

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2.2092 : 01/24/11 : Pictures

Out fearful head pictures
Out shame and regret
Whatever you are there for
isn't what you're going to get
believe there is an answer
or many for the questions
believe that all get chances
yes all without exceptions

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2.2091 : 01/23/11 : The First Hundred Years Are the Hardest

The first hundred years are the hardest
expect to ease up a little bit after
known to many sad and down-hearted
too much digging and too little laughter
Every day I vow to do a little better
now and then I actually do
I never would have done half as well
a quarter, a tenth, without you
nobody knows the number they get
some get handed a ballpark
they all look like a hundred from far enough out
and that one solid fact is so true, so stark
these first hundred they sure are trying
I sure get tired some days
but I never stop wanting to get a little farther
and I guess that is enough in some ways

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2.2090 : 01/22/11 : Confusing

And I'm sorry that all I can tell you son
is it's a confusing world
And we hope together
somewhere deep in our dreams
the answer is there curled
and we could tease it out together
and wake it up together
that's a real dream
and work on it together
ignore all of the static
sweet consciousness' cream
let's play
let's not think of the big
the big picture so often a lie
every single one
poor or rich or confused or sure
gets a piece of some pie
let's play
let's not figure it out
So fun to be with you
forgetting
confusion and doubt
we feast on a piece
of what's true

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2.2089 : 01/21/11 : Grit

The pressure
that's left over
the grit of the teeth
happens only
when the mind's away
dallying in
dream fields of clover
far from the scene
while something in the head bears down
what is it trying to grind away
there's an appliance for that
have you tried meditation
Your life's too heavy for you
you need some levitation
the crazier I go
the harder I bear down
and then must grin and bear it
like some grinning painful clown

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2.2088 : 01/20/11 : Ranked

Ranked non-accomplishments
casino of the new world
no real reward at all
what an emblem there curled
got things to feel good about
a least it makes me mindful
the way they mine that gnarly husk
and offer you a rind full
they call them accomplishments
they call them achievments
while the world's last sap dries to a film
distract us from our bereavements
convinced now there's no tomorrow
but not in the good way
pessimism's billion children
learn to not-live in this not-day

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2.2087 : 01/19/11 : Hungers

Dwelling in hungers
an unhealthy thirst
I've got not excuse
not to do my worst
turned too far inward
path out's obscure
and I'm loathe to rouse up
until I'm totally sure
and that isn't coming
and hungers just ramp
and I'm wishing I hadn't
let go of my amp

what

2.2086 : 01/18/11 : Dumber

Yesterday may have been dumb
but baby I can get dumber
snow for at least 8 more weeks
and I'm planning the summer
just a joke no I can hardly
plan the next half hour
all that I can do not to
dwell on how the last one went sour
nobody's fault well nothing is
yet somehow everybody's to blame
I try like hell to see a bright way out
but every path I trace ends up the same
and I try to keep it to myself
try not to be such a bummer
but we're running out of fish and bees
and it seems like the whole planet's getting dumber

what

2.2085 : 01/17/11 : Dumb

Oh, to be let off the hook
Oh to be struck dumb
Oh for the great anticipation
of a moment that will never come

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2.2084 : 01/16/11 : Tiny

And a tiny solution
for one tiny man
doesn't mean much
now you open that can
a world too big
too many moving parts
too many beating drums
too many aching hearts
does it let me off the hook
or put me on one even bigger
whatever just let me
stop being a hole digger

what

2.2083 : 01/15/11 : How Many Days

How many days
no idea now
since I went crazy
the exact same way
kapow
and calling it different
hasn't got me convinced
but what else have I got
aside from so many words, minced
how many days
till it really feels like
I've made new territory
on this busted bike
if fate tempts me out
probably fail tonight
promising all the way
when I'm not begging for more light

what

2.2082 : 01/14/11 : Killer

The killer application
for the celestial box
dying the slow expiration
of the thousand shocks
lack of sincere investment
rejection by the youth
arrayed in stolen vestments
and acquitted so uncouth

what

2.2081 : 01/13/11 : Last Next

And what if I declared this
my last next life
the real one the absolute
come what turmoil or strife
more than just an abstract
a decision that carries
the weight of ten thousand days
as a man joyfully marries
tomorrow come what will
I will remember one thing:
to strive to stand to seek after
to speak to write to sing

what

2.2080 : 01/12/11 : Lucky

Teach me to know I am so lucky
teach me to appreciate
it's a sin yes it's it's a crime
for me to be in such a state
Recollect for met the path is easy
that my burden is light
that there's nothing you require
for me to carry all through the night
I know it's hard that I resist
cursing not having the cake I ate
I ask again to know I'm lucky
I ask again to be taught to appreciate

what

2.2079 : 01/11/11 : Maze

For all the wandering around
to end up just the same
I know that I'm avoiding
everything I know it's lame
and so you dump out always
at the same place the same scene
and react the same way
as the words scroll up the screen
and what will draw the sting out
end this poisonous assault
and through it seems I'm dodging
deep down think it's all my fault
and if it is so what
it still makes dumb dull stories to hear
and I got to get up out of here
before things in this maze become what they appear

what

2.2078 : 01/10/11 : Hell

There is no hell
only more of the same
and I guess that's bad enough
by another name
there is a heaven
but it might not be what you think
and down here it doesn't matter
when what you love goes down the sink
bad explanations
questionable theology
pardon me my untoward
stumbles into epistomology
I know how cheap some would think it
toss the bad cling to the good
I can't explain it very well
even though I know I should

what

2.2077 : 01/09/11 : The Solipsist

Come on all you faithful and gather round
for this story that's been firmly screwed in the ground
or a couple thousand days in case you missed
the pitiful spectacle of the solipsist
the thrill ridden times of that brave little shit
who couldn't get good enough but would just not quit
should it sound familiar well for fuck's sake
because we've strung it out about as long as I could take
and I suddenly discover it's not funny anymore
when every door looks like a dead end, every dead drop like a door
the solipsist if you'll excuse is feeling slightly ill
I know he promised you more of he same but really, still
if only and if only we could break outside
jump a freight like old times and take a ride
but the world these days reminds me of a closed tight fist
and there's nothing new under the sun for the solipsist

what

2.2076 : 01/08/11 : Annoyance

This annoyance
will fade
and come back
in spades
what of it
the other
is no great
shakes brother

what

2.2075 : 01/07/11 : Crisis

I suppose that is the crisis
Undramatic, boringly familiar
in the same form at the same time
You know all the moves so well and still you're
fighting to stay crazy
run the cycle one more time
like some old song about gambling
same meter and same rhyme
didn't have the strength to muster
an escape from development hell
so it came out in the crisis
looking half baked but oh well

what

2.2074 : 01/06/11 : That's Impossible

That's impossible
no one can do that
I've got to give it to you
tip of the hat
I couldn't get the quality
or make it up on volume
also I spent a little too much
time still in a dark room
I did the impossible once
I recall distinctly
but there''s such a ladder left
and so little beneath me
these days it feels impossible
to shift this solipsistic course
but look I'll rise up to the challenge
soon I'll beat a different dead horse

what

2.2073 : 01/05/11 : Please Stop These Dreams

Could you please stop these dreams
about hope and aspiration
make me think make me pine
at the end of the vacation
I don't want to be reminded
I don't want to be distracted
we are trying to sell out here
be all hesitance redacted
I am trying to give up here
I am trying to let go
of a dream about a purpose
of a feeling I don't really know
feel I've only heard about it
felt an inkling for a second
never could sustain the moment
and the downside always beckoned
So if it is all the same to you
can't see how it could be otherwise
I'll throw that dream away
banish its image from my eyes

what

2.2072 : 01/04/11 : Strategy

For a change I'll pray for strategy
for a change I'll pray for guile
The serpent was the subtlest beast
but I'll give him a run for a mile
So what if it is confidence tricks
what if I'm a croook
I'm sick and tired fed up to here
with going by the book
try and show me sacrifice
means anything a all
they're laughing like they always have
while we crash into the same wall
So I'll not turn another cheek
My strategy from now on
to beat the bastards at their own game
while you all get your kowtow on

what

2.2071 : 01/03/11 : Get Off

Can't seem to get off
this track this track
these days it doesn't even seem to
make sense to want to get back
was nothing there but what's ahead
I thought there was a plan brewing
and now instead
I'm just trying to get off
this loop this rut
trying to get off something
I don't even know what

what

2.2070 : 01/02/11 : Force of Nature

In the interest
of a quiet and simple life
I try to hew to a proscribed nomenclature
father, cleaner, workerbee
I can't help that I'm a
God damned force of nature
I can't help blowing weather
on every front
I can't help scaring
every bellwether
making them punt
sorry about the damage
the roofs blown off
I had a touch of genius
and I had to cough

what

2.2069 : 01/01/11 : Tears

Tears of recognition or tears of pain
sad and disappointed to be here again
feeling the predictable
in the bed I made
should have done some other
and the price I paid
was to have it come out like this
my sickness and my fears
another day on to my surprise
here come the tears

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