Tuesday, November 05, 2024

2.4569 : 11/5/17 : Haywire

like all the
other weather
gone haywire
the cloud of evil
in a mire
in the gyre
circling and
circling
might just stay
and how the hell
do you blow it
away

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Monday, November 04, 2024

2.4568 : 11/4/17 : Happy Hour

Spent my happy hour
like a happy buck
don't have to like me
but admit I've got pluck
I'll roll it up soon
but here's to you my friends
and this winding path that seldom
goes where anyone intends

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Sunday, November 03, 2024

2.4567 : 11/3/17 : Tame

Think i might be
fully tame
ask: how'd it happen
look for:
who to blame
so sad because
thought I was so wild
When you get so much
closer to being dead
than a child
do I want to
bust off the reservation
damn appropriationist
this is no
vacation
no manifesto
no hot art take
just another tame one
just a fake

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2.4566 : 11/2/17 : Old Hat

Tired of this
tired of that
tired of tired
but that trick's old hat
should make a difference
but don't
should make me kick my spurs
but I won't
probably too late
to go sniffing up my sleeve
predictably nothing there
and I'd best just leave
but I'm not doing it
going to grind out the light
stay the crazy course
lucky if I don't stay up all night

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2.4565 : 11/1/17 : HARP

This plodding harp
this dumb hum
and dad gum
how long can you milk
the persist refrain
the monotony
of a box freight crane
what I've been gathering
doesn't play
I recall no dreams
dark mornings blast away
only cobwebs behind
tangling up the harp
was I really once potent
was I ever sharp.

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