2.5215 : 8/13/19 : Inaction (The Experiment: 50/100)

Regarding inaction

You'd think I'd teach

the master class

Lost in translation

And how so little

came to pass

Oh if I could

skate words over

meaning heedless like

a one would

An alter ego who

up and left that day

heedless of

stability

and the road untaken

California way

what

2.5214 : 8/12/19 : Digits (The Experiment: 49/100)

wrong side of the

single digits

if I can't come up

with something nice

to hell with

all you idjits

And I can't wait

for the other shoe

to cut me lose

from caring

I couldn't

make it matter so

Whatever use

was there in daring?

what

2.5213 : 8/11/19 : Kind Visitation (The Experiment: 48/100)

Kind visitation

Can I leave it at that?

no revelation

just a friendly cat

read nothing in it

no metaphor

time to wrap up this detour

whatever it was for

what

2.5212 : 8/10/19 : Again the Plot (The Experiment: 47/100)

Almost exciting

lost the plot so hard

been a long while

since I turned up this card

called it a sad precedent

Once a long while back

once again the plot

always coming back

what

2.5211 : 8/9/19 : Something Nice (The Experiment: 46/100)

If I can't say something

nice

how does that

go again?

do I make

something up

think they'll

notice when

I go quiet

never knowing when to start

or was that

where to start

Sure, be still

my heart

what

2.5210 : 8/8/19 : Blank (The Experiment: 45/100)

Drawing a blank

gets me thinking on

who has been transformed

and what about me

am I yet reformed

firmly fixed

in a supposed

power locus

could I sieze, direct it

If I just had focus

don't actually feel

like I've got much control

in need of rehabilitation

of my world weary soul

what

2.5209 : 8/7/19 : Kick (The Experiment: 44/100)

Kick right into it

ain't that the experiment

was the point to charge the night

work out where all that time went

Pushing halfway outcomes seems

to be it doesn't change a scrap

like big surprise like color me

oops lost my thread oh well oh snap

what

2.5208 : 8/6/19 : S.O.S. (The Experiment: 43/100)

Not a distress call

It's a slogan, y'all

You could say it rhymes

with Inflame Cold Grit

almost inspirational

the original

is not a bit

just another wave

of anxiety

blank, pessimistic

mundanity

the asylum is

a listing barge

All captains crazy

all crazy in charge

and the S.O.S.

is drowned in bleats

and most will go down

never left

their seats

what