Leave it in neutral
let it run
through the touchless
started as
a metaphor
seems that it's now
much less
no plotting
round this table
no master scheme
at a time when
most things
are exactly
what they seem
Thursday, January 29, 2026
2.5018 : 1/28/19 : Wind It Up
Put the
machine together
and wind it up
feel close
to answers
decline to give up
how long can I talk
about the
grave
time march
I guess until I
prove
I can be worth
my starch
2.5017 : 1/27/19 : WRONG
Flat failure
already days back
trying hard
not to attract
more flack
I'll suffer my
consequence
and move it
along
It's hilarious
how it all
keeps going wrong
2.5016 : 1/26/19 : SPADE
Call it a spade
it's a morass
how am I supposed
to cope
I'm a dumbass
there's nothing
more
down that
dim corridor
and long since
missed the boat
to leave
anybody
wanting more
2.5015 : 1/25/19 : The Comedown
What did I do to deserve
existence
what if there's no reward
to persistence
What if there's no onwards
only continuing
and nothing on earth exists
to bring you things
I hate this feeling
call it the comedown
call it noiseome
dismal and brown
All I'm looking forward
to's my man's next book
he never heard of me
and hell never take
a look
I give a rat's ass
it's my cardinal failing
but I care so I stay
well away from
the railing
I hate this feeling
call it the comedown
call it noisome
dismal and brown
Saturday, January 24, 2026
2.5014 : 1/24/19 : The Lid
If I clamp the
lid down hard
on that old saw
the new leaf bard
what could be
the second act
or third or fifth
not sure in fact
I pine I dream
and dream of it
sure I could make
your big shoes fit
and in your robe
get bold and free
take by storm and
proclaim jubilee
Friday, January 23, 2026
2.5013 : 1/23/19 : Do I Dare
Do I dare?
Boy I must
think I'm special
to think the
universe would notice
I'd get halfway
near that threshold
this unfashionable
slum
in the great
Milky Way
just a turn of phrase
I assure you
not remotely
in play
2.5012 : 1/22/19 : Morning Man
Could be the
biggest twist
tranform into
the morning man
I feel resistance
at the very thought
oh can that be
the real path on man?
sure not
making it
tonight I'm
on no new trajectory
and change a
distant daydream
yet the May theme
wrecked or Free
2.5011 : 1/21/19 : Half Early
Missed a window
and the moment passed
like an angel in silence
its shadow cast
The day had qualities
mostly it flew
mostly kept busy
avoided the stew
not much of a story
what lesson not much
cruise out on old standup
half early and such
Tuesday, January 20, 2026
2.5010 : 1/20/19 : Surround In Wrath
Some saw
surround in wrath
Some say
intervene
Sometimes the truth is
truly
Somewhere between
get right out of it
Something inside said
enough trouble
enough dissonance
inside one head
no mind no self
no ethereal spirit
just the breath
that goes then stops
and fate, the blind
plucks at the string
in other hand
his razor
at the leather lash
he strops
Monday, January 19, 2026
Long as I last
Which wraps up volume 2.23 of the songs of days, titled The Original M.A.P.S. Project, or, "Figure out how to figure it out". Which was possibly something? It's a wierd one, the book it was written in was a leather-bound journal of what looks like handmade paper, with about the proportions of an old polaroid. I can't really remember what the M.A.P.S. project (which I abandoned, retitled as a song volume and usurped with these songs) was about, some poorly focused effort in the perpetual quest to rectify my mind. What remains is a front endpaper featuring half a dozen fortune cookie fortunes I pasted in, a bunch of Tao quotes, and particularly a couple dozen acronyms of the word maps. Like, Mastery, Action, and Process, Synthesized, and Malefactor, Antihero, Pariah, Sanctifier. I don't know. I can see that I tore quite a few pages out of it, front and back, The small size of the unlined pages really restricted the possible length of the songs throughout (since I generally adhere to one page per song).
It also included an extra song, outside the daily rotation, that appears after the formal end of the volume. No recollection of the when or why of writing it. But I'll include it here for the sake of completeness but it's not a song of the day and don't treat it like one! It doesn't count, literally. Also very meta, if not outright solipsistic.
Song Will Teach
Song will teach you
how days get past
Some short some long
but not a one lasts
Song will teach
You will go past too
probably some day
nobody sing about you
but I will
long as I last
Somehow still here
for every day's song
already past
Song will teach you
how they all say it's so great
but it you think they're showing up
You'll have a hell of a wait
Next volume on deck ASAD 2.24: Do I Dare Disturb the Universe?
2.5009 : 1/19/19 : Act
Desperately seeking
another act
So much as I don't want
to be like that
but here I have to
be true to the core
What else can a
map be good for?
2.5008 : 1/18/19 : Swirls
Each thought
that swirls around
I sure don't want
to set it down
a lot of
worn out welcome
smack
maybe
the only ever track
2.5007 : 1/17/19 : Pour
Open every passage
pour whatever in
every other artist
perfect now on never sin
never selfish never jealous
just thrilled in the pour
no filter no discernment
no principle but more
no principle but hacking it
no goal but pack it in
try to stay elusive
maybe get it back again
Friday, January 16, 2026
Thursday, January 15, 2026
2.5005 : 1/15/19 : Fortunes
My fortunes shift
just like the wind
and where did all
my hopes get pinned
beyond distraction
on the floor
I'll bite until
I hit the core
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