2.5231 : 8/29/19 : Gift (The Experiment: 66/100)

Up early

and tossing at night

want to rush

but I'm cautious

got to get it right

the perfect offering

to You I would uplift

just as soon

as I discover

my gift

maybe you struggle

as others say

so hard to choose for me

hey it's okay

but I sure wish

you'd quell the

pining in my heart

and if there's anything

more

I sure wish

it would start

what

2.5125 : 5/15/19 : Bolt

There's just one way

to shoot

this bolt

go to ground

pupate

and molt

just drop

one pin

and in the

hush

I'll draw

the bolt

and jump

the rush

what

2.4904 : 10/6/18 : Gold Rush

Drink my Jamoka - dirt and all

waiting on a no doubt expensive call

oh as soon as I mend up, I'll crush

waiting on word of the next Gold Rush

What we cannot eat and cannot burn

Lord but it seems to make the world turn

For once damn it I'll win the marathon

When I hear the next gold rush is on

I read you wax sadly angry

about history's arc

I can't argue

these days the contrast is stark

but when my hands overflow I'll pay

it forth

what else could this rush possibly be worth

what

2.4774 : 5/29/18 : Hits

I'm rolling under punches

I must keep

the hits coming

keep singing

keep writing

keep tapping

keep drumming

When it always feels

like so so what

up to my ears

in nonsense

and scut

holding my tongue

my nose

and my horses

don't rush through it

as hits

cruise through the courses

what

2.4622 : 12/28/17 : ZAP

Every so often

get to just zap out

give it a rush

a holler, a rough shout

shake and a slap

hello world my dear

those as have ears

well you listen, you hear

what

2.4598 : 12/04/17 : Bailing

I'm bailing

like a rat

on a haycart

on fire

out of the

smoky stack

tumble

down the tire

rush to some

mild indulgence

hope for an

early bed

maybe tomorrow

turn the whole earth

on its head

what

2.4442 : 7/1/17 : Rush

Time to not rush now

try not to gush now

brief spell of attention

no great need to mention

I beat that old list up

So pleased now I mist up

It's all but pinned down

can't turn this grin down

what

2.4332 : 3/13/17 : Flush

I'll keep short changing

I'm just not flush

always the tailends

always the rush

never a reward

Oh I live it pure

drop all ambition

and I'll find the cure

what

2.4307 : 2/16/17 : Silt & Drift

Still too often wanting

to just rush through

grasping, grasping, grasping

and it all sifts past to

silt and drift

the pile unobtainable

the very hallmark of

life unsustainable

try to stop to

be very very still

what's there to gather

nothing does and nothing will

still not right

somehwere an easy stance

effortless unthinking

light as an unsettling glance

billowing net of gossamer

billows with crystal light

but this only a daydream

and I rush into another night

what

2.4252 : 12/23/16 : One or Two

Got through

one or two

so many

more to come

and I'll forget

though I'm not dumb

the new

always rushes in

the blackbirds

and thrushes

win

what

2.3789 : 9/17/15 : Execute

Rush through something

and another

thing between

no time to stop and talk

or think about

what I've seen

got one small plan

I better execute

narrow narrow line

now time

to bomb this chute

what

2.3682 : 6/2/15 : Stone Cold (Endless Axis 415/500)

Look at you again the rush and the cut down

another notch aother another scotch another shutdown

What does it look like through such a cold eye

What can it fee like to be such a cold guy

To be stone cold

I name the dark mind

in your hand you hold

and the method of your cold mind

Some come out of the cold

but all leave you behind

Look at you again the bloody minded wait

they must have raised you on a cold estate

and what's running in your veins I don't want to know

But I'm pretty sure it's bitter and cold as new snow

Because you're stone cold...

what

2.3568 : 2/8/15 : Zoom (Endless Axis 301/500)

Zoom in focus enhance

give me the magic

this could be my last dance

with the spin

the data

the rush the mélange 

endless obstacles

I faced so staunch

all feeling samewise

all hurdles and woe

get a finger on a new thing

and away I'll go

Zoom into the future

the new optimism

by some other name

through some brilliant new prism

what

2.3554 : 1/25/15 : Pine (Endless Axis 287/500)

Rushing through a lot

Someday you fear

you'll pine to savor

every rough spot

It doesn't seem nice

and it doesn't seem good

and who the hell are you

to tell me what I should?

And still that

doesn't get me anywhere

I'd love a new routine

or just to sit and blindly stare

but all I've got's this sighing

heaving up forever trying

what

2.3208 : 2/13/14 : Circular

It's all feeling a little circular

maybe I'm feeling

like the biggest jerkular

Maybe for once I

can decide not to force or rush

sooner or later some

source I tap has got to gush

what

2.2845 : 02/15/13 : Real

This thing is happening
this thing is going on
and if this next thing don't work out
I must keep rolling on
get past these hangups
of the starting and the real
it's all been real enough always
no matter how I sometimes feel
hope is real but
doesn't mean all will be well
Please teach me to push into it
not rushing not pell mell
but not to draw back always
sudden scared at all the real
since every moment dragging feet
regret will surely steal

what

2.2597 : 6/12/12 : Stations

Keep pulling in at
the same stations
the rush to wrap
the hurried creations
the hammer of fatigue
falls swiftly
another bolt
now ain't that nifty
so many angles
spring to mind
no coin left to spend
no station left to find

what

2.2524 : 3/31/12 : Gray and Mist

The gray and mist
are made of luck
the locus where the future
will come unstuck
and rush unbound
into the now
the when and why
comprise the how
the tougher questions
all remain
the mortal coil
thrums its refrain
but the hour's theme
none can resist
delivered wrapped
in gray and mist

what

2.1818 : 4/25/10 : The Corpse

No rush to destroy
the house though it is dead
and flesh is falling off the bone
while we go on living in the head
the eyes are windows now
where lips were is a gate
no tongue lies ready
anymore
this is the corpse's grim estate
I pray that it goes slow enough
I pray we can hold on
though its fate waits
for all of us
and finds us all no matter how far gone
the corpse is the reminder
the corpse is the retreat
this gross estate we fester in
the fate of all dead meat

what

2.1742 : 2/8/10 : Cycles

And so the cycles start to
spin out again
and everything that's being
has already been
rush rush rush
to oblivion
Oh it's been such a long
sad times
since I was a favorite son
but I guess that I
refuse to submit
to the idea that the cycles
are the best I can get
seems certain disappointment
to want to save the world
but I'd rather be disappointed
than leave my freak flag unfurled

what