leap

Sat down to do my daily portion (I've been missing too many days posting and trying to stay on track) only to be reminded that the Leap year cycle of the posted songs are not in sync with Actual Time. Might as well do a little meta.

I've never known less what I'm doing, in the posting of this (which as far as I can tell literally no one is reading, however it might generate a small handful of impressions that I suppose are bots), or in the writing that is ongoing. The long atrophied impetus to actually make or record music hangs on by the slenderest filament. I haven't updated the Personal Favorites page in going on 13 volumes.

No conclusions. Onward to March I guess.

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2.4319 : 2/28/17 : Alert

Seven years slap

knocked from the groove

no treat to read

sure had something to prove

left the rift behind

without a glance back

no standing salt for me

no romance for the crack

what

2.4318 : 2/27/17 : Tick

Tick the boxes

it looks like discipline

better not skip the practice

risk letting

who knows what in

I think I'd

rather read a book

leave the box shut

a skip

taking this look

what

2.4317 : 2/26/17 : Many Hours Later

Many hours later

Still silent,

seeking sign

dark dreams

and an hour I still malign

I will ask for help

Seeking the Voice

that comes after the fire

and before the choice

between a silence

none dare describe

nevermore deny the cup

I demanded to imbibe

not knowing is no excuse

anyway you can't

the truth the many

hours bought

now so I came at it

aslant

what

2.4316 : 2/25/17 : A Contender

Too late too long

felt like a pretender

bite tongue from telling

How I could have

been a contender

If I had

would I be singing now

too foolish to think this way

but if not this way

then how?

what

2.4315 : 2/24/17 : Lament

Thought about another

to try to make it better

but another probably make

it worse

that's just the

commonplace of man

it ain't no magic curse

thought I had more

but lament is such a bore

and distraction takes up

So much time

whatever it was

let be be just because

it was a long enough climb

what

2.4314 : 2/23/17 : Great Adventure

Get all over

that great adventure

trip

won't actually

get there

but you'll all

part with

your scrip

get no new

stories

but the danger

is real

So how does that

make you feel

how does that

rub you

are your hackles

erect

When it comes to

tarnished aspirations

I'm the

prince select

what

2.4313 : 2/22/17 : A Gem

I didn't see

a gem

a new rune

barring great

discord

won't hear

a new tune

and it's all

I care to

think of so

back out

real, real

slow

what

2.4312 : 2/21/17 : Scraps

I pull an inch

on every scroll

Same old scraps

by day I bring it

while I dream of naps

I haven't got

within a shout of balance

how the hell did I

so badly

screw up my valance

a scrap of this

a scrap of the other

big ideas float through

throw up my hands

oh brother

will I ever

sew this patchwork

into something that can cover

are there scraps left

of the fighter

of the poet and the lover?

what

2.4311 : 2/20/17 : Little Crutch

Do I mine

or scan the sky

for what I need

to get by

Don't even want

to name it

and if I see it

will I dare to

claim it

I want or so I say

to change so very much

tell myself that

interim

I just need a

little crutch

I don't know

wha'ts really lacking

or if I'm really

gaining for all my stacking

what

2.4310 : 2/19/17 : Ball

Can't spit up

what's stuck halfway down

because I can't choke it up

You better go to town

since I can't talk back

Won't get a better chance

to lay me wide open

with a backwards glance

well I guess I'd just call

this old mess

a ball

ain't you really

glad you asked

you all

If you can believe it

it was worse in my head

guess it stuck in my craw

and came out lukewarm instead

what

2.4309 : 2/18/17 : Cross Nought

Cross nought

poorly balanced

none win

got no other

game it seems

I scratch a grid

begin again

what

2.4308 : 2/17/17 : Filled

So many

starts and halts

Still mostly

same old faults

is a vessel left

without a hole

pretty useless

still

nothing stays full

all filled

with black sand

all filled

by the same Hand

but not all

filled alike

So that's a pretty

petty psyche

and all punched

with the same hole

leaking at the same rate

waiting on the

same toll

what

2.4307 : 2/16/17 : Silt & Drift

Still too often wanting

to just rush through

grasping, grasping, grasping

and it all sifts past to

silt and drift

the pile unobtainable

the very hallmark of

life unsustainable

try to stop to

be very very still

what's there to gather

nothing does and nothing will

still not right

somehwere an easy stance

effortless unthinking

light as an unsettling glance

billowing net of gossamer

billows with crystal light

but this only a daydream

and I rush into another night

what

2.4306 : 2/15/17 : Beams

I went out to root

for the good guys

but all I saw were

teams

I was looking hard to

judge them

but my eyes

got full of beams

of sun and moon

and hell yeah laser type

I couldn't believe

these Astral Beams

could live up

to the hype

I pray an

honest one

will take me by the arm

in all the blindness

of my beams

and lead me

free of harm

what

2.4305 : 2/14/17 : Felled

fairly felled

by the brew

not the bow

the latter long since

scored his mortal blow

don't you know

while I'm yet tottering

I'll follow through

my stroke and cease

as near as I'll get

to release

what

2.4304 : 2/13/17 : More Math

Do more math

try to calculate

the halfway

no bending these

equations

except do

really mean it

that way?

And anyway

what will I 

observe

some perverse

synapse quivers

but I'll hang

on to my

reserve

what

2.4303 : 2/12/17 : Wish You Were

Got nothing

not interested

better luck next time

wish you were here

and I was elsewhere

wish it were your dime

what

2.4302 : 2/11/17 : Backlash

Put myself before

the backlash

again and again

no weapon but my pen

You'd think I like the lash

but I don't I swear

it's just I get stretched

and hours can get wretched

and I've got nothing to declare

nothing gets me excited

not sainthood or sinning

the bad guys still winning

next wave not even sighted

what

2.4301 : 2/10/17 : Blue Light

I should be smart

and just give up the fight

whisky and water

and unreal blue light

find better patterns

settings for my stones

some lovely intricate

channel for these bones

that never quite get

clothed in proper flesh

always the bleeding chunks

not fair but fresh

hearken too much back

to bad old ways

I should give up

shut every door on those days

what

2.4300 : 2/9/17 : Sovereign State

The independent

sovereign state at war

now everyone became

what all deplore

an ugly spectacle of waste

but what the hell

we all had the taste

for the spice of blood

in our narrative

so dreary the lot

of all who merely wish to live

peace and good fortune

where's he poetry in that

said the troglodytes

as the took the best to the mats

a grim spectacle

but with a handful of

bright gems

seems a poor trade

for us left holding

a dozen dry stems

what

2.4299 : 2/8/17 : Always New

Holler back

to cycles

like sick again

somehow

always new

old unwelcome friend

not feeling

eloquent

mired and

glued

and though

the cycle will turn

tonight I'm

buried in

its brood

what

2.4298 : 2/7/17 : Every Bright Head

This poison drool

will float my

back teeth off

but won't stop

piling up

till it fills

my dumb kopf

seems these days

what I'm up to generate

down with the

general hate

swish cane and

lops

every bright head

that bobs

a little too high

sure at least

I'm safe

such a downcast guy

but I should look out

for those bright lights

seeing as how we ain't half done

with these days' fights.

what

2.4297 : 2/6/17 : Touched Too Light

And my stains and slops

never fade

how clever I am

what a droll thing

I've made

perfect for one

talent touched too light

not quite astute enough

to quietly bury

his plight

a little too meek

to brush off

the writing on the wall

and probably too

deep in now

to think of

backing out at all

what

2.4296 : 2/5/17 : More of the Same

More of the same

sorry

but not really

but I need to be

clear of

my self-imposed

labors

tonight

what

2.4295 : 2/4/17 : Things I Don't Need

Things I don't need

and needn't

put up with

I could make a list

but I'll spare

everyone

what

2.4294 : 2/3/17 : Confluence

Whence the quest sense

dimmed by dark times

old school bad guys

and their boring boring crimes

why do I feel responsible

dumb and miniscule

not an ounce of influence

no change agent

just more floating

detritus

swept in the confluence

that's not helping

either

still wrestling the stone

a lot of us at it

yet we feel alone

what

2.4293 : 2/2/17 : Big Woo Woo

And just like fun

You can stop talking

about that

and how we all

get to your

Big Woo Woo

There's been

a million

be a million more

somebody always

telling what

you've got to do

I keep on

whittling down

less and less

what a little point

blunt small

that's all

God bless

what

2.4292: 2/1/17 : Inside Out

What to call it

knot or lock

try to turn it inside out

or stem to stock

have I been chasing

or run on rout

what would I call it

inside out

how to stop hoping

for sudden light

and call the thing

now a gift not a plight

how long will I keep

that facade up

long enough to hoist

my get into got up

long enough to reach

way deep inside

and yank the thing out

Through its own hide

and hand this new pet

its own name

call it inside out

just why I came

what

2.4291 : 1/31/17 : Throne

Throw a new seat

on the throne

a little joke for

me alone

at least a little

definite to cap

a day that proved

mostly to sap

will I ever

drive the bad thought off

say I might but

some dark thought will scoff

but I'll think of

my new shiny throne

just enough to

throw myself a bone

what