2.5271: 10/8/19 : Scheming

Can't stop the scheming

The pure perplexing dreaming

the inner essayist

Sorry old friend

that chance I missed

trying to make

sense of the scraps

the ghostly hand

fire-writes: perhaps

dullard obligations

call me from my schemes

I'd shed a tear

but my eyes are full of beams

what

2.5270: 10/7/19 : How Long

How far have I come

well how long has it been

not all up and down

not all sweat and tin

stop trying to keep score

stop seeing a race

drill down on the core

beating heart strong in space

like a jewel on a line

monofilament mount

one at every crossing

hanging jewels beyond count

each one a pure heart

I have only to pluck

when it's been so long twice

I'll no longer be stuck

what

2.5269: 10/6/19 : Third Act

Can't remember

if I've dwelt on it

before

looking for a door

If I may say it

without fact

wondering if there's

any such thing

as an American

Third Act

Hard time caring

or believing

too damn early

to just

stall at last

Checkout

Well still the

next dumb

come on artist

pops a head out

will be the one

I deck out

what

2.5268: 10/5/19 : Or End

Not the start

or end of

anything

Keep my

pointer down

on that

maybe I

can pull

the string

Still trying

to make

it

Something

pivotal

and I don't

want o

give at all

what

2.5267: 10/4/19 : Square

Square up the edges

align my pins

reach up to the sky

touch my shins

square my shoulders

breathe in deeply

let it out slowly

it won't come cheaply

what

2.5266: 10/3/19 : The Uncertainty Factor

Hardly know where

my head's at these days

And the uncertainty

factor just weighs

an my shoulders my chest

a rest cure would be best

but that's not in

the cards this side

maybe of the sod roof

Surely of the senior ride

tell myself to

focus on the fundamentals

and lighten up all

mortal raiments are just rentals

It's just that uncertainty

factor pressing

on my head and my chest

a rest cure would be best

what

abstract

So what was the 100 song series I called "The Experiment"? Not a hundred percent sure to be honest. There's nothing clear to connect the songs, no marginal notes of explanation. I think it may have been an attempt to write the songs first thing in the morning, there seem to be a few allusions to this among the lyrics. A little mystery anyway, wrapped up if not solved.

what

2.5265 : 10/2/19 : Secret (The Experiment: 100/100)

So this age is getting run

by mockers and fools

I show up early

try to play by the rules

Limit of my relevance

approaches zero fast

Some my litany may be

fully secret at last

keep the secret:

nobody left to tell

no clear objective for years

probably just as well

persistence becomes easy

habit's inertial drift

and I'd the survival bit gets ugly

There's always shorter shrift

always some scrap to write on

always a pencil stub

who knows what it could come to

You tell me future schlub

maybe even optimism

a renewed lease

one experiment is done

but I must keep saying

me secret piece

keep the secret...

what

2.5264 : 10/1/19 : Finish Line (The Experiment: 99/100)

Messing up

in the eleventh

hour

how I'll page

through

how I'll scour

try to nail it

on the

finish line

bad science

and all fault is mine

what

2.5263 : 9/30/19 : Play Through (The Experiment: 98/100)

Watch the

play through

cradle to grave

fast forward

all the dull parts

no checkpoints

no save

even this grand

experiment

will only be

a slice

that still

exacts a price

what