2.1123 : 5/30/08 : Lost

Every twist and turn

despite a certain bearing

I still feel lost

Maybe nothing ever really resolves

for anyone anywhere

and despite that still extracts a cost

And if that’s true then what’s to say

the more things change

or some other pitiful thing

that sounds wise

while being utterly

devoid of meaning

Well this is no better

and that is no better

So the damn thing just drags along

looking for a track that feels less lost

feeling like I am banging

an idiotic gong

what

2.1122 : 5/29/08 : Blues

Talking meta blues

all about the truths

I can never hold

let alone speak bold

a minute here or there

minute blues despair

I could cut it off

fuck it mazel tov

but I am stubborn, yo

fresh baked, full of woe

I waste my time again

This or that, now or then

got nothing, said again

harder than it looks friend

what

2.1121 : 5/28/08 : Incantation (Spell 5/5)

Somebody said white people talk too much

I guess they had a point I’m out of touch

I try to be quiet with my incantation

Even saying that much makes me sweat my station

I’ll never pull off the iconoclast bit

And so I’m just another privileged shit

and I shouldn’t even try to talk about it

You want the magic formula: look; I found it

what

2.1120 : 5/27/08 : What Gives (Spell 4/5)

The thing is it occurs

in an instant

and then appears

inevitable

One minute you’re rolling

the next

you’re poring through the rubble

the everyday magic

of weather

or high explosives

the staunchest

deist must pause

to ask what gives

what

2.1119 : 5/26/08 : Every Damn Morning (Spell 3/5)

Every damn morning

the sun rises eventually

like magic

And the sublime rhyme

I dreamed disperses

leaving me elegiac

So I take it instead

making sure that I spread

the blame around a little

Rome just looks so great burning

and I’m so busy turning

the pegs on my fiddle

what

2.1118 : 5/25/08 : Persistent Vice (Spell 2/5)

Persistent vice

like bad advice

keeps turning up

like an unlucky card

laid for an augury

intellectual robbery

hey it’s no bible

and I ain’t no bard

it’s worse than pulling teeth

a glimmer of what lies beneath

pulling back the resewn veil

to glimpse the end of ever

as simple as we all will die?

as subtle as a stick in your eye

ask me when I’ll stop

and I’ll lie: never

what

2.1117 : 5/24/08 : Spell (Spell 1/5)

Do I need to spell it out

you’ve slammed us for a bad patch

there’s no doubt

and I am lacking faith I fear

in any charm or spell

to lift us out of here

time is magic

without flair or drama

You think I’m full of it

well so’s your mama

I’m just trying to trace

the sacred shape

I know we had it once

I’ve got it somewhere on tape

but those days are long long gone

nothing between there and here

maybe a couple thousand songs

and maybe no one will ever

speak those spells

and I’ll be forgotten utterly

maybe just as well

what

2.1116 : 5/23/08 : Extra Endurance

Extra endurance will

be required

the discipline the unexpected

adversity inspired

self indulgence

culture of masturbation

I studied you

with an eye to defenestration

I probably regret

half of what I say

may even ask if it was worth it

and the end of the day

but I keep my fears at bay

with some extra insurance

that I buy in the form

of persistent endurance

what

2.1115 : 5/22/08 : Blame for the Plague

I won’t take the blame

for the plague years

and my plight’s far from the same

from your vague fears

is it bad luck

or the time of life

plague or no plague

there’s always plenty of strife

to go around

what

2.1114 : 5/21/08 : The Hole

Holy hell the hole again

thought that we’d outgrown it

but I guess I don’t know when

am I a symbol of

the great decline?

The theory that whatever

is not yours is mine?

we dig that hole through

greed and hope

I think I know who’s

pulling on that rope

and we just keep coming

back for more

forgetting that the hole’s

not just a metaphor

what

2.1113 : 5/20/08 : Mind Over Matter

I’ve got to get this

mind over matter trick down

before this latest insult

moves downtown

slowly creeping up on

getting back to zero

What do you think the chances are

I’ll wind up a hero

it’s been a hell of 

a run of nasty

some vicious test

from the deeps so vasty

but I’ll keep hitting

till the damn things shatter

prove at last my epic

mind over matter

what

2.1112 : 5/19/08 : Faster

Get it down faster

set it in plaster

I tell myself I am

skirting disaster

a half year I slacked it

a bad bet I backed it

I got the deck but I

don’t know who stacked it

Pursuit of transformation

the information

is repetition perfecting

the act of creation

and I’m feeling rundown

stalled out after sundown

hey if it’s about disease

I’ve beat a ton down

what

2.1111 : 5/18/08 : Threat Level

It’s all about the color codes

it’s all about the data nodes

the threat level the sum of fears

it’s about as bad as it appears

They say they are manipulating

every bureaucrat they are instating

I don’t even want to know at all

they can just knock themselves out have a ball

I push back but it goes so slow

I could gloss it why I don’t I don’t know

these days the threats are so contrived

I’m just hoping in the end I’ll say I survived

what

2.1110 : 5/17/08 : Ramp

Stack another

octagon under the ramp

it’s a dim light

from a half full lamp

roll this roll that

roll up a score

throw another on the stack

always want more

I wish I wasn’t here right now

grit my damn teeth

wipe my brow

Must must always

make my stamp

Pick up speed

ascend the ramp

what

2.1109 : 5/16/08 : Tales

The host of tales are

forced into my ear

I can’t deny I

cried to hear

and see and see

and fill my eyes

variety

shock awe surprise

and how it all

amounts to nothing

except they’re trying

to sell me something

and what am I

escaping from

embracing sloth

and feeling dumb

the host of tales

all the ghost globes

the dark lords look

from dark cowled lobes

what

2.1108 : 5/15/08 : Proof of Existence

Can’t shake this sickness

and I just haven’t got it

but less you think I coughed up

some line and bought it

I thought I’d demonstrate

the charm of persistence

You can hardly call it all that

but it’s proof of existence

what

2.1107 : 5/14/08 : Tapped Out

Feeling tapped out again

gone dry the spring

tried so hard to touch genius

think of years between us

think of the attempts to overcome

trying to be smart not dumb

trying to be eloquent

on top of too many evenings overspent

putting the past behind

the depth of cliché blows my mind

hell Dickens got away with it

so why not grab that frog and pith it

bonehead couplets supreme

yeah this is living the dream

Yeah this is me creating despite

my obsession with eternity and light

it could all vanish in a minute

So if you’ve got some quest begin it

Sooner to succeed or die

Give me what and when and where and I’ll show you why

what

2.1106 : 5/13/08 : Route 2

Route 2 left at the crossroad

Follow the crick to the pond at the end

It’s been way more than ten years

Since I’ve been around that bend

I remember the north star from the field

I remember the northern lights

I remember the dreaming of endless vice

oh so many seemingly endless nights

inscribed in a thousand pages

And the more things change the more they stay the same

is about all I’ve dragged across the ages

what

2.1105 : 5/12/08 : Nothing Virus

3,295 : 47 ?

I gotta shake this all or

nothing virus

oh how these crazy

slings and arrows tire us

will there ever be

real transition

will I ever write down

my true vision

drawn out on the

major time scale

nothing seems important

it all fades beyond the pale

so maybe all the all

or nothing merely

intimates what we

know all too clearly

what

2.1104 : 5/11/08 : Bad Decision

A bad decision

mutually arrived

If we can look up from the grindstone

40 years from now

we’ll be amazed that we survived

and I will eat my hat sir

if I mange to retire

because those

two bad decisions

lit a fire

some say the globe is warming

and we’re running out of oil

some say there’s nothing you can do

so let the damn frog boil

Another bad decision

can’t make much difference now

could it? Oh well:

take the hammer to another sacred cow

what

2.1103 : 5/10/08 : I’ve Got Nothing

I’ve got nothing

what I came with

what I’ll leave with

maybe you think I’m bluffing

what

2.1102 : 5/9/08 : Brass Ring

I got no clue what I am

snatching at

you’re dropping heavy hints

but I’m not catching that

I think I got a bad thing

flailing for the brass ring

And I don’t even know what

I think I am grabbing

It’s really dark in here

and I’m just blindly stabbing

but screw it make one less mistake

you’ll know me by the bait I don’t take

what

2.1101 : 5/8/08 : Diamond Ring

They’re telling me all stories

about the end of it all

again with the collapse

the explosion, the fall

And the beggar on the wall

won’t notice a damn thing

not like to starve to death

ain’t common as a diamond ring

will there still be music?

will there still be trade?

will enough of us love peace

to get the necessary deals made

will you allow me

to suggest we wait and see

cause up to now we’ve been

damn worthless at futurity

what

2.1100 : 5/7/08 : Conversation

I can’t rack it anymore

Whatever’s gonna be another day

I can’t hack it, such a bore

Same old conversation it’s no holiday

I don’t want some stumpy little joint

giving up on it all like always

but I’m scrambling hard to find the point

but I’m wandering strange hallways

trying to invoke a new and better strategy

try to believe it’s not illusion

try to believe but it’s all just math to me

and every concession feels like collusion

what

2.1099 : 5/6/08 : Information

Dwelling on sadness

reeling in the madness

lack of communication

this is the information

drip from my tongue like honey

shame all I want is money

I ought to seek a low road

to amble with a light load

So many slackers get by

I start to think I’ll get my

moment of sun my fifteen

minutes of shock but unseen

here now I’m just persisting

beat but I’m still resisting

what

2.1098 : 5/5/08 : The Filth

3,289 : 41 ?

The filth has got

a sick hook in me

rot decay its

slime coats thinly

over every pore

and synapse

blame the young’n

blame the relapse

what to call this

proof of concept

some dumb notion

intercept

and smear into

lackluster stripe

apologize

next time less tripe

what

2.1097 : 5/4/08 : I Need a Plan

Dying for transition

transformation: ascent

I need a plan so bad

I can taste the scent

that’s gone so cold

my god how many false turns

how the hell can it be

that tiny coal still burns

What the hell do I think

is different now

And could I really buy

this time I’ll get the big kapow

man I don’t want a miracle

just a little plan

If I can’t believe I’ll come up with it

I’ll pretend I can

what

2.1096 : 5/3/08 : Chef

I am the chef in this kitchen

watch this bitch that I’m pitching

high cuisine high society

don’t try to gauge my piety

by what I don’t cook with

don’t give me that look with

what you think’s experience

What you rate as prurience

I’ll toss in the stewpot

say what else have you got

You think you will shock me

distract and cold cock me

with some of your sick twist

but when you see my list

You’ll know there’s no stopping

this menu I’m shopping

what

2.1095 : 5/2/08 : Sedition

We are worms each and every one

nothing but chance to be

born free to a free man’s son

nothing but fortune

to not be under the lash

it could come so easily

the crash

I won’t even share the

horrors I imagine

twas ever thus I dream dark

after my fashion

I am a worm

but I’ll go out fighting

hammering on this bin lid

the sedition I’m inciting

what

2.1094 : 5/1/08 : Increment

Every strange change

progresses but an increment

always hoping for big change

apotheosis of intent

I’m getting kind of worried

that this world works just the same

and you know I’m pretty sure

we don’t have time to play that game

what