2.4472 : 7/31/17 : Reverie

Dont call it a reverie

It'd be an affront to reverence

Dumb slump at the end of day

balanced on a fool's fence

between waking and sleeping

lingering in a limbo curious

another thing to try to throw over

time sapping stiff injurious

what

2.4471 : 7/30/17 : Down the Stairs

Catch myself bargaining

I must be

grieving my specialness

never broke through

guess that I failed that test

What am I haggling for

some second or third act

might as well

yowl like a cat

down the stairs

that's a fact

what

2.4470 : 7/29/17 : Original Parts

All original parts

maybe worse for the wear

but I feel far from done

and it got me there

will I need some replacements

Some day maybe

might work out might not

it's all in the mind baby

what

2.4469 : 7/28/17 : Magic Trick

A magic trick

make the thing disappear

and yet it's still

there 

as if I just

did not care

what

2.4468 : 7/27/17 : Spit

Seeming composed

of spite and spit

muttering blasphemies

fit to split

at least and little more

to call halt

wishing I could act like

it was someone else's fault

what

2.4467 : 7/26/17 : Dox

Behold I am become

the heterodox

thus composed

half man, half bat, half clocks

dare not ask how or

why or whether

while I storm down upon you

hell bent for leather

how could any respect?

for none understand

I am the tender plant shoot

reared under the stark hand

so stern so loving

and skillful

a lesser being would despair

to wind up with one so willful

bring me the headwind

of old John Tsunami

bring me the scion

of the family Umami

Deliver me from evil

from boredom and from haste

render to me Caesar's surplus

in the halls of my special taste

what

2.4466 : 7/25/17 : Robot

Get me a robot that

makes me save more money

get me a robot

that makes me work harder

I caught my robot

Sharking texas hold 'em

that darn robot

turned a sharp carder

robot took my job

robot stole my girl

load it on my trebuchet

give the ugly thing a hurl

guess I'll have to stay human

forgo my robot pal

do this thing my old way

don't quite trust the robot

and I've got to jump today

what

2.4465 : 7/24/17 : Dream Stalkers

So many dreamstalkers

don't go popping bubbles

Don't need to lend

anybody my troubles

wish I could help you all

rassle those dreams

as to what not to do though

I got lessons in reams

what

2.4464 : 7/23/17 : Loser's Lot

Sour grapes weak praise

Loser's lot these days

slack off aim low

never fail steady and slow

brainless wolves storm the big casino

gone the days of Franky and Dino

no style no substance also

declaring all truth is false so

find me at the bottom barrel

Spare me talk of clear and present peril

I heard about all these dumb tricks

least I'm not John and I've got a hell of a stack of bricks

what

2.4463 : 7/22/17 : Orders

Nobody's orders to

blame my misdeeds on

only my own

dubious compass

but nobody seems

inclined to put me in the dock

No proper statutes

about being a dumbass

what

2.4462 : 7/21/17 : Stranger

All the true believers

can't tell them from the rest

till comes the crisis

till comes the test

are they our salvation

or the most dangerous

the true believer is

a stranger to us

I'm not true believer

thiough I get the attraction

Somehow it always comes to

violence and faction

and I'm a true

believer in peace

doesn't dwell in my heart

but I'm trying to find the key

what

2.4461 : 7/20/17 : Scenario Familiar

I know this scenario familiar

from times before

Don't feel the same quite

Not sure what for

Has a grimmer resignation

to adversity taken root

could just be more resilient

just waiting on more input

one thing's for certain

along the way I got lost as hell

But I turned and turned and turned

until something rang a bell

what

2.4460 : 7/19/17 : Crusty

If it's all just a task

why not brush it off

just an eccentric

turning crusty toff

or maybe just worn

and fighting a tough line

with what little starch

is left in my spine 

what

2.4459 : 7/18/17 : The Simple

Where is the simple?

the easy to grasp

Why so elusive?

reach out and clasp

all slips through

except a little muddy sand

boggling for enlightenment

at that dirty hand

only mind is moving

eat the snake

I didn't understand a word

so I had to fake

What got left upstairs

didn't seem simple at all

oh I only ever wanted

you to place a simple call

what

2.4458 : 7/17/17 : Rain Symphony

Rain symphony forever familiar

never remotely the same

nature who will outlive us all

forever wild and never tame

they hunted water in the desert

they prayed for fire to melt the ice

and in the age of heat and more heat

they counted it as gold in price

we'll pray the mighty river does not dry

we'll fight them trying to pipe it to Vegas

and because irony never dies

in many times and places the rain will plague us

I'll tip my head and smile wide

you'll hear no doleful din from me

just the soft tapping on my skin

in the falling of the rain symphony

what

2.4457 : 7/16/17 : Head Down

Push just past present

prematurely through

to morning's memories

reflected in the other self

chained to the vagaries

maybe a talking to

more assertions of transforming

pretend the secret escape plan

serves the contract of conforming

Survive in a small way

no saint not paragon

keep my head down a litle more

listen to my silent million

what

2.4456 : 7/15/17 : Washing

Washing from a

summer vacation

smells like sweat

and suntan lotion

smells like captured

sun and ocean

Memories from a

summer vacation

would it be fine

always on vacation

everyone laugh as if

it's not a question

what

2.4455 : 7/14/17 : Stress Cracks

Test the line

inch by inch

for stress cracks

hate to see

this meager progress

get walked back

suppose I'll hear about it

when the week is new

time to get serious

but then I already knew

what

2.4454 : 7/13/17 : As If In Dream

In recognition

of the days regime

as if in a dream

quiet city for once

quite night

Feeling resistance

but in no shape for a fight

what

2.4453 : 7/12/17 : Patterner

I'll tear this pattern

down with this stark hand

no deals to wheel

no more a band

the symmetry

that mocks my rest

to see my sights

my only test

to be revealed

the patterner

the palette I'll sand

flat and clear

and the colors I hid

deep and reckoning

after all there's yet

a secret beckoning

what

2.4452 : 7/11/17 : Saboteur

It is true I'm a self-saboteur

my medium is self-abuse

but is it worth the rundown

thinking too hard about what's of use

heard about the journey of a thousand miles

tell you how to start but never where to go

last lap before I choke the leash

try to curb the saboteur; at last go pro

what

2.4451 : 7/10/17 : Show Trick

Make a last day vanish

like a show trick

oh for my old Gibson

and a slow pick

no distractions

not tired as hell

days to come wide open

and nobody on the bell

what

2.4450 : 7/9/17 : The Little Next to Nothing

The little, next to nothing

I've learned of death

Am I read for the first, or last

or next breath?

What of the arbitrary number

I may never attain -

or even yet I might -

Still what next? a tired refrain

and how long have I ever

managed to breathe without fear

was I ever really less

than one remove from here?

Here, really near

Yet I am in some sense

and sure enough to

leave it in the present tense 

what

2.4449 : 7/8/17 : Fret

All that history

should get me rising above

Yet I fret

Mostly on the too much

went out

too little I get

but always too

the great existence game

and how I've played

and what's

my name

but let me

back off

oh for an hour

wish I could

get with a

steel brush

and just scour

what

2.4448 : 7/7/17 : Loose Net

Sensation thought and feelings fade

leave memory that unreliable aid

and sole assist to continuity

loose net versus personality's superfluity

been reading too much utopian sci-fi

have connected in a hotel's inadequate wi-fi

ambitons I may regret in seven clicks

but hey it's the time I've got

to get my kicks

So to hell with theoretical

let's dwell in the meat

live without fear

of what lurks down the dark street

the net fails us all

on a long enough scale

and as to your schemes

I won't condescend

to point out the hole in

that pail

what

2.4447 : 7/6/17 : The Cure for Everything

The cure for everything

water and salt

sweat out every particle

of shame or fault

and tears that come and go

like the thunderstorms of summer

sometimes the honored guest

sometimes a lazy slummer

But mostly today

I salute the rear door

that opens to the other half

of the world from the near door

that other doorway that opened

to the new path looping round

to that other end of that one road

that runs the whole world

and oh that familiar sound

knew it in San Diego

The Gulf of Mexico

Midway the great Pacific

and how its tune did go

It sang the same

and the story it'd speak

lit up my battery in Chesapeake

"The cure for everything is saltwater - sweat, tears, and the sea" - sign in The Deadrise restaurant, Hampton VA

what

2.4446 : 7/5/17 : A Lynchpin

The night excursions have

been bringing me down

Too much a lynchpin I guess

to the old town

the place loved but I'm sick

of my Em to Eff

between that and

anti-entropy

Few hours are left

envying every

evangelist for 

their superpowers

And in that

fantastic

contemplation

I lost way

too many

hours

what

2.4445 : 7/4/17 : Story of My Life

All the old familiar

greeedy traffic after

the lights in the sky

and me feeling

unliberated

the internal voice

constantly berated

but the lights were pretty

and there was

drum and fife

and if the old problems

come back up quick

ah that's the

story of my life

what

2.4444 : 7/3/17 : The Past

The Past not gone

not even past

a good line and yet

things don't last

but bones and spectres

are everywhere

are they in our world

or do we stil

Live in theirs?

what

2.4443 : 7/2/17 : Tool

You took my little tool

you bastard you

Price for the scatterbrain

coulda been worse too

let go the done and done

Get in line for extra fun

Got all the tools I might need

Line 'em up and

pay heed

what

2.4442 : 7/1/17 : Rush

Time to not rush now

try not to gush now

brief spell of attention

no great need to mention

I beat that old list up

So pleased now I mist up

It's all but pinned down

can't turn this grin down

what