2.2341 : 09/30/11 : Mt. Vitriol

Here I climb on my lightning charger
chrome wheels I call it
Henry Joseph Darger
It runs on bitter tears no toil
I rise to assault Mt. Vitriol
So much anger
So much vice
Such a petty product
Such  high high price
You won't be laughing
when I seize control
You'll see me plant my flag
upon Mt. Vitriol
The devil's country
the devil's brood
the devil's toxic asset
I'm in a devil of a mood
but I will get up in your face
about for whom that bell doth toll
when I'm banging it for all I'm worth
high on Mt. Vitriol

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2.2340 : 09/29/11 : Discipline the Devil's Country

Could I be firm and correct
from this point on
Discipline the Devil's Country
fight until all trace is gone
Does anybody make a difference
Does anybody run the show
Will it matter a bit what I choose
I sure don't know
There's got to be an endgame
to this habit that we've fallen into
one time it's got to mean something
When I say I'm ready to begin to
I can't stand another
no not one I can't abide
there's got to be a way to tame
this country and turn the tide

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2.2339 : 09/28/11 : Board Game

Life conceived as a
super-elaborate board game
God conceived as
infinite iteration of the perfect name
life conceived as
a helix of predicated slurs
God conceived as
a vast saddle covered in burrs
life conceived as
a long dull trip between identical points
God conceived of
a pair of z dimensional universal joints
Life conceived as
a progression of glass beads laid in a row
God, well God then
how would a thing like me
expect to know

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2.2338 : 09/27/11 : Recede

For those I watched recede
inexorably
though I alone did not believe
inevitably
nonetheless some came
to a bad end indeed
and here I too much change
to have a hope
that I can still succeed
to stay present
to keep hope afloat
good bye lost friends
it's been long and gone
since we were in the same boat
and I don't know
where you receded to
or was it me
who all unheeded flew

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2.2337 : 09/26/11 : Cope

We don't know
what to call this one
the frying pan
the silver gun
it's not commitment
quite
after a while though
it's still quite a sight
and much as we
would like to
stick it underneath the scope
there's a tide of
spare parts clanking in
and as it is
we can barely cope

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2.2336 : 09/25/11 : Bloodbaths

There's no end of bloodbaths
you wouldn't think
we'd need to play pretend
I guess we want to ward off the real
I guess we want to prove that we can feel
the real thing is never anything
but wicked banal dumb and tedious
the shithead algebra of mass control
I could laugh but the real toll's egregious
I could turn my back
on all the morality plays
but the real thing will
go on to the end of my days
I could just as well
undertake to halt the sun
And I just pray to stay
Out of the bath like anyone

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2.2335 : 09/24/11 : Chatter

I'd sign away one half the worth
of all my working life to come
if I could just eradicate
the chatter
the anger the anxiety
the dumb prognostication
that circulate and percolate
and clatter
who designed this stupid box?
it would be better stuffed with rocks
it strives it seems to
see each minute fall
of chittering and nattering
relentless restless chattering
continuously rattling in my skull

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2.2334 : 09/23/11 : Empty

How long since I
had an empty mind?
How long since I just
felt pleasant and kind?
what I'm pining for
is no answer anymore
but what replaces shortcuts
I close my eyes and a door shuts
Empty no ideas for
cutting holes for another door
or trying to locate the knob
I'll just loll and stuff my gob
How long since I
had an empty mind?
how long since I believed
I was the pleasant kind?

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2.2333 : 09/22/11 : Blueprint

Blueprint for
an efficient home
in a nutshell
for the confused
bereft
and mad as hell
I'll consider
myself
a king it seems
if only I
didn't still
have bad dreams
riddle this
if you're still
following
how the world
of tomorrow
has been hollowing
ever since the
bastards
brought the towers down
I hate to say it
but I need a blueprint
out of this town

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2.2332 : 09/21/11 : Turning

I was told the turning of the
color of the leaves of trees
would be spectacular this year
the reason for this if you please
was so it was told to me
that this late summer we had had
a dry spell
and though what's below so seldom
really follows what's above
I wondered if a lovely turning
couldn't be brewing
inside me as well

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2.2331 : 09/20/11 : Candy

I'd like to spin something like candy
no substance and bad for you
but irresistible
like how I'm mad for you
penny by penny
every single continent
rotting teeth the world round
accept no lesser continent
repudiate the higher cause
embrace gratification
immediate and bad for you
my devilish candy iteration

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2.2330 : 09/19/11 : Sword

I guess I best stop complaining
about the failure of
the lake to cough up a sword
you could I guess call
this mess my mission
but root around in that vision
does it got any spare change, word?
I keep saying the same same same
I don't know what game
I'm dodging any more
and magic's a lie
and I'm not such a great guy
it turns out
and making real plans
is such a bore


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2.2329 : 09/18/11 : The Same Mistake

The same mistake
I'd made the day before
to be satisfied
with an open door
and fully forget
to walk on through
I remembered today
not to miss you

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2.2328 : 09/17/11 : One Step Behind

Can I blame the replicating gunk
for holding me one step behind
can I blame the Big Disappointment
the errors God coded into my mind
what's the difference
standing back here in the quiet
watching you all surge ahead
I'll be in time to clean up after the riot
would it change the world at all
if I caught up finally
got in step with all the winners
would you see a new branch in the decision tree
hard to imagine
what if ten came along what if a thousand
how many do you need to be worth saving
it's pointless but I think of it now and
then

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2.2327 : 09/16/11 : Songs Fight

Songs fight injustice
fight the power
really fight the monotony
of hour after hour
the music's always there
but does it really matter
Whatever you might gather
the hard men will scatter
Songs fight
don't guns fight harder
I tried to be hopeful
but I kept getting smarter
the songs serve the winners
like everything else does
and seldom resists much
whatever the fight was

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2.2326 : 09/15/11 : A Pair

Grow a pair of something
two of might be useful
wait till I grab my bootstraps
wait till I've got a toothfull
this completism is more neurotic
that it's prophylactic
and I can't fake my way through
with some contrived ghetto syntactic
a pair of glasses well
a pair of deuces
a pair of ganders for
a pair of gooses
a pair like us oughta be
a little bit richer
apparently I'll always be
a bit of a wild pitcher

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2.2325 : 09/14/11 : Rainbow

Wish in one hand
something in the other
a glittering rainbow
surprised hey brother
microscopic rainbows
flies in through my eyes
got settled right in
and it multiplies
now I've got sparkly rainbows
shooting out every hole
and most likely in a minute
I will lose control

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2.2324 : 09/13/11 : Canister

Maybe there's a cartridge to
replace a canister or
tank
lately I'm feeling something's
Running dry
or like I ran my bank
too many times
and for my crimes
it's terminal déjà vu
hope for some renewal
when the switchover is through

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2.2323 : 09/12/11 : Heavy

This memory is getting heavy
being alone
a decade gone
that does not bear thinking of
but no escape
no man in a cape
no second coming
no kingdom come
no use playing dumb
just one road out
no use in the date
bear up under the weight

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2.2322 : 09/11/11 : Horizons

Try to fold the car
out of construction paper
I need to expand my horizons
Huxley's doors got painted shut
Yo hand me the scraper
You know what I've got my eyes on
I'll have to make the road of paper too
I can't really get out much
the days of solo overlanding are over
must be why I'm so far out of touch
no trash to talk
no neat car to cut up
nobody's heard of me
miles from the throne
if it's not clear
though that won't make me shut up
see every horizon I'm shown

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2.2321 : 09/10/11 : Believe

Maybe I have to believe
though I may feel like a child
and sure the story is dull
You know it can't all be wild
but I may have to believe
to tear through the great gray veil
to see the holy of holies
Shake its head and just bail
yeah we are here on our own
Yeah we must think of ourselves
What I believe's not important
just how my mind delves
after what bears bears believing in
what makes away
through one more wobbly beginning
through to a bright day

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2.2320 : 09/09/11 : Live Up

How hard I try to give up
You know I want to live up
to a standard I no longer know
and the feeling like I ever did
was so long ago
Dearly I want to sell out
there's never time to get my bell out
and lord I'm weary weary tonight
and worst of all
I am still facing a fight

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2.2319 : 09/08/11 : Salt

I admit defeat
I guess I'll go down
whatever salt mine
you want to send me to
what was the point of
trying to understand
if you knew to be in me now
you wouldn't ask me why or how
I'm rubbing so much salt
into this wound in my hand

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2.2318 : 09/07/11 : Probably

Probably keeping people up
well yeah at least one
cannot see the finish
cannot say when it
will really be begun
Well let's finish this
half assed
and so meaningless
sorry about the noise
so sorry about the mess
sorry but sorry doesn't cut it
that will take something harder
and many long long days
I only hope I wake a little smarter
but since I cannot take
one past minute back
I probably should quiet down
and just work on the stack

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2.2317 : 09/06/11 : Talk About

I don't want to talk about it
the new leaf or
the same old same old
I do not fee like it's begun
I do not feel like I am bold
I do not care about the activists
who got entrapped by
by the wicked rat
I do not feel sorry for those kids
I do not care about the old hat
I do not even want to talk about
the happy fantasy
it all tastes like paste
it all tastes the same to me

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2.2316 : 09/05/11 : So Excited

I'm so excited
about this shit I've done
a hundred times before
I'm so excited
to close this
hundred times opened door
it seems new to me
'cause I'm dumb
and baffled
listen to
the message end
screw it I can
laugh at it

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2.2315 : 09/04/11 : Bark

Bark at the moon
dim as shit
we've been here before
it's outrageous i'n'it
jump like a frog
gasp like the dead
don't fear a thing
it's all in your head

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2.2314 : 09/03/11 : Thanks

Maybe by tomorrow I'll
find I'm thankful for
All the stuff I really should be
Who knows maybe even more
stuff I never even thought of
All this wretchedness made clear
somehow show justification
why you never interfere
put off tomorrow
thanks I should be giving now
save it for tomorrow even so
what boils up from my fevered brow

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2.2313 : 09/02/11 : Anger

And is this anger good for anything
likely not a single thing
it doesn't help me write or sing
it only wants to take a swing
half my fault but the other
half is bitter
I've got so much more practice
at being a quitter
that's a joke but I
refuse to tell you why
hey why not eat shit
choke and die?

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2.2312 : 09/01/11 : Limit

Where is the limit
of patience
endurance
what if there's no guarantee at all
no real insurance
what if no matter
what you do
oh hell why keep repeating
I'll limit it to
only saying
there's too damn much material
and life is always fleeting

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