Friday, February 21, 2020

2.2850 : 02/20/13 : Stall

This self reference
pathology
will not yield to
microbiology
and if I'm fit to give
any advice at all
distract yourself
and failing that:
stall

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Wednesday, February 19, 2020

2.2849 : 02/19/13 : Good Not Grim

The dream
of beams of black
and a point of pain
brought on the attack
If I could modify
the world to suit my whim
how would I really make it
good not grim
I said it once
and damn it I was right
first of all I would say
please more light
and thought it's been said
many times before
my firm injunction
would be love, not war

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Tuesday, February 18, 2020

2.2848 : 02/18/13 : Sprockets

Another long night in the works
Victim of the unplanned invasion
Everybody's occupied one way or another
the dumb pathology of brand and station
to what end again I say to what end
money and power are we really such dull sockets
well too what end the virus in my guts
is it any different, self-replicating sprockets
no matter what I do it'll come again
one day the one I can't get on top of
maybe the seeds already long planted
we're all planted for the final stop off
anyway that's the easy cop
sure we'll all die guess you could drop it there
but for today my sprockets are still ticking
and it somehow still feels they could take me anywhere

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Monday, February 17, 2020

2.2847 : 02/17/13 : No Apology

No apology
for thin blank verses
for reused phrasing
God damn my curses
I crawled up far enough
just to shake my fist at the sun
and fell back into a hazy mire
with a feeling something had begun

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Sunday, February 16, 2020

2.2846 : 02/16/13 : Always a Lightning Bolt

Always a lighting bolt
consequences great or small
that causes me to stumble
that causes me to fall
I try to get back up
so weak so very tired
sick of sickness metaphors
and the illusions they inspired

what

Saturday, February 15, 2020

2.2845 : 02/15/13 : Real

This thing is happening
this thing is going on
and if this next thing don't work out
I must keep rolling on
get past these hangups
of the starting and the real
it's all been real enough always
no matter how I sometimes feel
hope is real but
doesn't mean all will be well
Please teach me to push into it
not rushing not pell mell
but not to draw back always
sudden scared at all the real
since every moment dragging feet
regret will surely steal

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Friday, February 14, 2020

2.2844 : 02/14/13 : Funny

Bring the funny back
it will outlast the sexy
I need it super bad
when it all starts to vex me
You are my funny girl
and to me there's no other
and the long road
who knew how long brother
there's anger inside
sadness fear self-doubt
make it crazy funny
work those funny demons out

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Thursday, February 13, 2020

2.2843 : 02/13/13 : Any Change is Fine

What I seem to think I want
is not on offer
Oh how I need to open my heart
to my lot
the next bend in the road
is always blind
And that's all I and
the whole world have got
Considering how I feel
about the state of things
why argue: almost
any change is fine
and opening my heart to
how's the only thing
in the whole universe
that can make the moment mine

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Wednesday, February 12, 2020

2.2842 : 02/12/13 : Pleases

I can't think
right now of what pleases
focus on what is to hand
pray the lock releases
can't be more
off the reservation
than the last five years
and if you
want me for creation
well baby
here's my ears

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Tuesday, February 11, 2020

2.2841 : 02/11/13 : Vibe

I asked for good vibes
but this one inside is nasty
wanting to lash out
while every day gets past me
I seek I seek out
wherever is my Good Vibe
oh for a labeled bottle
instructing me to imbibe

what

Monday, February 10, 2020

2.2840 : 02/10/13 : Hiding

What am I hiding from
in this indecision thicket
Why am I so terrified
to say okay and pick it
but is it really fear
it's something else, evasion
not like this about everything
why does this feel like invasion
what am I hiding from
is it feeling normal, boring
the chances lost forever
something deeper I'm ignoring
check heaven's lost and found
for a clue where my bliss is at
not sure it's real but I know
for sure it's not this or that

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Sunday, February 09, 2020

2.2839 : 02/09/13 : Promise

Promise it's the last
off hand
off the cuff repast
I'll make it a lie
by and by
but that's the way of flesh
the way we always
hit refresh

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Friday, February 07, 2020

2.2838 : 02/08/13 : Let It Go

I said that I would
let it go
but suddenly I
said well, no
Nothing fucking matters
and that's so rad
because there's no consequence
for doing it bad

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2.2837 : 02/07/13 : Ode to the Poetry Magnets I Found Under the Fridge

To eat -
or
Are to tree

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Thursday, February 06, 2020

2.2836 : 02/06/13 : Chipping

How long can I
get away with
chipping in this
sorry way?
See no real
reason I can't
just repeat it
every day
better than
the speaking of
What's been said
and said and said
better than
to reveal
what is whirling
round in my head

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Wednesday, February 05, 2020

2.2835 : 02/05/13 : Telephone

Put my finger into
the dictionary
put my finger into the good book
in the age of the intelligent telephone
It's anachronistic but let's take a look
I could roll up for
the twenty two volumes
pick any Labor Day you like
feel like it would do as well
as thinking more
feels like I'm lobbing fouls
just dodging that third strike
give me a mission damn it
I have not been called up
I've been waiting by the telephone
I read it's just another
symptom of the syndrome
but I want to hear it straight
from you alone

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Tuesday, February 04, 2020

2.2834 : 02/04/13 : No Answers

Maybe there are no answers
Maybe that's the core of everything
Maybe answer is a misnomer
Maybe there's just the bell and the ring
Maybe truly nobody has got it
Maybe everybody is a fake
Maybe there's nothing wrong with it
Maybe nothing is at stake

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2.2833 : 02/03/13 : Play

too dull
not enough play
bad paradigm
but I don't know the way
to break it
and remake it
if that's even the model
and cannot tell
the axle
from the throttle

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Sunday, February 02, 2020

2.2832 : 02/02/13 : Minutes

What was that thing you said
about minutes
and revisions
past getting all worked up
over century-old visions
but I thought that I was
onto something
out of my own long ago
and fit for 2020 thoughts
though where I'l be then
I don't know

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Saturday, February 01, 2020

2.2831 : 02/01/13 : Produce

If one is too bitter to produce
and if one can't get past
oh what's the use
When can I stop
When can I stop
waiting for the drop
put away
every childish thing
that tune plucked out upon
an slack old string
when can I stop
when can I halt
I already said it was all my fault

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