2.1226 : 9/10/08 : Surge

I’ve got the

urge to surge

but little

ammunition

I’ll purge your town

of these revenants

on one condition

you can’t get too far

ahead in this game

they called it a surge

but it’s really all the same

what

2.1225 : 9/9/08 : Continuity, Number Unknown

I’m afraid of sudden change

I won’t notice it ‘cause

I won’t remember it

Maybe it happens

to all of us

Shadows flit to shadows

in the whispering forests

a good tale is all we ask

And if the continuity fails

number of mutations unknown,

I’ll snap back into the game

long enough to

reset the tone

what

2.1224 : 9/8/08 : Freight of Prose

3,415 : 60 ?

There is no, there is no

sense to how it all collects at times

and just flows syllables and

silent space and rhymes

Do it every day it won’t

come more often

Do it never sure it never comes

at all

we’ve sure devalued the word

but it’s still awesome

when a bold word comes on

in the early grips of fall

and the leaves are turning

and the geese are in formation

and I’m sure that mighty

freight of prose

will someday pull into the station

but in the meantime show me

the territory; I’ll stake it

until that bitch calls again

I guess I’ll fake it

call whatever spills out a song

I knew

but couldn’t believe

it would all take so long

what

2.1223 : 9/7/08 : The Crisis

The thoughts are tumbling

through my mind

but I think you will

simply find

that this is really

nowhere near the crisis

Just look at how I

get back on my feet

and fly it in by

my pants’ seat

it’s magical: it better

be at these prices

what

2.1222 : 9/6/08 : Joy

The definition of insanity

is doing the same thing over and over

and expecting anything to change

I know I seem just all the same

still a bounder, still a rover

but it’s really simple and not at all strange

That I got the joy joy joy

down in my heart and hey

I’m gonna take it to the limit so high

I did everything necessary

to keep the wolves at bay

but I did not snitch, I’m not that guy

What happens on the screen’s

obscene, but I think we have beat it

everybody’s interested but

poor attendance means the

promoter’s gonna have to eat it

this routine is looking like a rut

I guess if there’s joy even

minutes to the day

you’ve got to count your blessings

and there’s me with still

bushels of hell to pay

but eager to pass through

to dawn’s caressing

what

2.1221 : 9/5/08 : Pick Your Moment

Pick your moment

time to shine

Afraid they’re only

going to hear me whine

I have opinions

I can stop

wait and listen for

the pin to drop

what

2.1220 : 9/4/08 : Protest

I guess I’m no good for the protest gig

I guess I got a little too much

of the pig in me

Now I see it clear

It’s no time to stand talking

While you’re hemming and hawing

I’m already walking

Away from the protest

Away from the brink

Get us a little room to breath

Get us a little time to think

But come across

close another quest

stand in a high tower

and watch the protest

what

2.1219: 9/3/08 : Streak

Let’s not fuck up this

streak, okay?

Is that what it’s about

anyway?

After so many struggles

it came to that

concerned with wearing

Buddha’s hat

I swear it turns out better

than it deserves

It’s a hell of a thing, but

the damn thing swerves

drop your bat and watch it

streak across the strike zone

if you’re gobsmacked

check it how you’re not alone

what

2.1218 : 9/2/08 : Swing

We’ve got to turn this thing

turn it over again

turn it over again

we’re swinging up to the wall

we got to kick off

keep that pendulum swinging

we’re all dreaming about

a permanent majority

What we’re getting though

is just more jackboot authority

And I’m hoping that pendulum

is swinging back down

So while you fat cats

all party it up in my town

I’ll slip in a little prayer

for my thing

I’ll slip in a little prayer

for all that swing

what

2.1217 : 9/1/08 : Labor

3,407 : 52 ?

The thing is going to have

the measure of its labor in it

and I’ll show you

how I spend it

if you give me just a minute

If I could take this

moment of creative

drive

into every moment

from now on

I’m alive

dedicated to

all the labor

watch and see

how it’s done

new neighbor

what

2.1216 : 8/31/08 : Soldier

Don’t back off: Little soldier

A little bolder flavor

a few near misses

And look: there’s your spotlight

Might seem small in the night

but dance for blown kisses

and what has gone

before is all forgiven

this isn’t dumb drama

this is my life I’m living

I’ve been a soldier all my life

before vice before whim

before I took my wife

stand at ease: little soldier

and one day even older

you’ll know how young you are now

and it won’t feel bad

and you won’t regret

Now attention we’re going to

raise that bar now

what

2.1215 : 8/30/08 : Fragment Five

It’s a fragment is it

one two three

four five?

we won’t know

until at least

A K deuce

and a couple hundred more

are live

and then you’ll see

what I been up to

pass me the torch

Lord we gonna laugh

someday

when we are

rocking

on the porch

what

2.1214 : 8/29/08 : New Song

Before the transformation

that proceeded from within

it never would have been so

ignore that elephant and begin

to sketch the tracework bones

of the inkling of the plan

and almost before he knew it

The new song began

The distraction was outrageous

his persistence was courageous

he reverted to a format

that had rocked across the ages

he donned his cape and top hat

he dreamed his perfect at bat

like it never went for real

he could be a brand new cool cat

And he fanned his bread like

Daddy Warbucks’ new song new deal

50 percent less making sense

A hundred times more sex appeal

what

2.1213 : 8/28/08 : Good Decisions

Do you remember how it felt

to make good decisions

Did it feel like loss

or like finally getting it

don’t go thinking I’m

dull as dirt

cause sure as anything by

dusk I’ll be hitting it

sometimes it goes slow

like cold molasses

Every word like

pulling a tooth

and my day to day

takes flight and blows away

as ungraspable as my fleeting youth

leaving the option of

good decisions, vowing

to extract every drop

of marrow from

the skeletons and skulls

of the latest heaving

bloody breathing crop

what

2.1212 : 8/27/08 : Beauty Appears

Despite the paucity of common sense

Despite a line that stretches 20 years

On any evening anywhere at all

Despite everything beauty appears

I saw it in you every single day

And every moment that it shone through

I stored a thousand words away

the beauty that appeared was you

the beauty of the hills I walked

the heights I knew lights in the sky

I have been present for every instant

and not a moment has passed me by

be my co-conspirator

to travel at this sacred behest

to sew this mission to the wind

more beauty all made manifest

we are not controlled by chance

we are not the sum of fears

we are what remains when

the veil parts and beauty appears

what

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The Solipsist marks the end of Volume 2.7 - Seven. The songs will continue tomorrow with Volume 2.8 - Record (II).

what

2.1211 : 8/26/08 : The Solipsist

Tonight’s the night I’m gonna kill the solipsist

in punishment for every scrap and crumb I missed

from circling the bowl of ugly self-deceit

I’ve chewed over my bowl of chaff now onto meat

I’ve seen all of the dirty trash on easy hire

and law enforced with gasoline in an old tire

there’s very little difference life worth zero

there’s no such thing as winning there is no hero

he makes a lot of cardinal moments and hard truth

pretends to be iconoclastic, dark, uncouth

he’s only expert of one subject such a bore

the word that comes most readily to mind is whore

if every conclusion reads as artifice

too many recollections of every near miss

the solipsist will tell me how he saw it come

and if I think I’m through with him I sure am dumb

what

2.1210 : 8/25/08 : The Dream

3,399 : 45 ?

They all say I’m

Living the dream

only platinum and diamond bling

sipping the cream

they don’t know

every bit means jack

every single one of us

is clawing up the stack

no one will remember me

no one will regret

not saying a single thing to me

or missing me I bet

the dream is just a name you gave

to some straight fantasy

that’s not happening to anyone

least of all to me

They all say I

went too high not to fall

nobody picks up anymore

When I call

but I know the secret

it’s still just the same

they got you coming and going

and you can’t sit out the game

what

2.1209 : 8/24/08 : This Can’t Go On

This can’t go on

well what does

every

always

abstract garble

every little bird

may warble

sounded better

strung on backward

yeah it’s messed up

yeah it’s all hard

what

2.1208 : 8/23/08 : Business

It’s just business

the business of being

running

fighting

believing

seeing

I’m hung up on something

I can’t put my finger

on the name to put on it

and uncertainties linger

am I in the right business

am I hearing the calling

or is it just the whistling

of the interminable falling

what

2.1207 : 8/22/08 : This Is Progress

This is progress

jumping the inevitable gun

Still so long over after

the setting sun

better would be better

ten long years

come on Diana

go get her

so artificial

feels like trivia

the spaces within

vast unbelievable

an increment better

the width of a hair

at least setting me free

to just sit and stare

what

2.1206 : 8/21/08 : In A Row

7, 8, 9

bloody minded

last ditch

pitches in a row

Far as my eye sees

bitches with a hoe

a rake

a scythe

a stake

that looks quite

ready for my heart

You tell me

is it merely form

or is it art?

what

2.1205 : 8/20/08 : Whose Fool

Whose fool am I anyway

Searching aimless

daydreaming my life away

I can’t even give my

secret project a name

and I’m caught up bad

in the game

I need to space out

unplug

and dive in

obedient to the voice within

far too much cognitive pollution

there is no goal

there is no solution

there is no God

that could be confined within one church

there is no knocking me

off this new perch

no name, fuck it

I am golden

quantum free agent

and

to none beholden

what

2.1204 : 8/19/08 : Nope

Nope

not it

same

same

I don’t give a shit

pointless

vain

solipsistic

write on

a fucking

mirror

with lipstick

what

2.1203 : 8/18/08 : The Data Point

3,394 : 39 ?

I got no intention of tuning in

turning on dropping out

wherever you may go

you know the rest

it won’t tell you a thing

of what it’s all about

running my mouth

in all the time out of joint

trying to wrap my head

around the data point

Ignore the obvious stuff

put off another day

Yeah here we go again

talking philosophy, hurray

racing the devil

the time out of joint

trying to get a piece of

the data point

what

2.1202 : 8/17/08 : So What

You again

so what?

at least not that again

Yes but

I don’t feel nothing in

my gut

it’s just

again again

so what?

what

2.1201 : 8/16/08 : Nothing At All

Nothing at all

The answers aren’t answers

the solutions are bunk

the movements are all standstill

and the treasure is all junk

I can’t believe I’m thinking

wasting moments wasting brain

I might as well pound sand with hammers

sit in the dark and complain

maybe the world is doomed

or only civilization

maybe it will take a hundred years

no bearing on my situation

maybe I’m just here fiddling

in a deck chair on my own Titanic

I am a speck of dust

and all these problems are gigantic

what

2.1200 : 8/15/08 : Little Fish

Nobody can come between me

and my little fish

I pine for my ambition

hey maybe someday for that dish

pretty sure I’ll never be

the fat suit in that glass tower

well it makes me

a little crazy

but little fish and me got our own power

I spent a long time alone

this is my comeuppance

been looking at it all the wrong way

as vitae interruptus

while we all make other plans

What we get is life

me and my little fish

something like paradise

what

2.1199 : 8/14/08 : Never Again

Never again

not anymore

no not what you might think

but just as big a bore

Why do I dig this tube

why do I drink this drink

Consider the damn thing

isn’t at all what I think

just a dream I had

a face was full of fire

maybe some better comes

down on the better wire

what

2.1198 : 8/13/08 : No Matter

No matter what I can’t seem

to beat that trend

half luck half laziness

it turns out the same in the end

always something piling up

as I cut something else down

always end up saying hell with it

So let’s paint the town

write about it isn’t helping

sing about it isn’t helping

it’s so pissant anyway

the sorry way I’m yelping

I’m the only suspect in this

judging by the splatter

that nobody will see but me

but so it is, no matter

what

2.1197 : 8/12/08 : Death Ray

Maybe we could solve

all our problems with a death ray

all these problematic people

why they’d just go away

I don’t see why we would stop

until everything is perfect

substitute my reality

for yours I must reject

If I could focus all the hate

you feel on any road

and concentrate it on your

stupid head in hopes it will explode

maybe you should not put your

death ray into my hands

everywhere I look

the target that I see expands

what

2.1196 : 8/11/08 : What You Said

3,387 : 32 ?

What you said

oh

what you said

and why did I

want to see it

again

well I don’t know

maybe

I never really listened

but that’s

no sin

what

2.1195 : 8/10/08 : Sympathy

Sympathy for the songs

stuck in my head

I’m sure we’d both be happier

if you were somewhere else instead

But how I wish

I’d written you for my own

forever humming

someone else’s rolling stone

maybe the words

don’t really matter so much

as melody timing

and that magic touch

and if it turns all these

are denied to me

I hope at least I’ll get

your sympathy

what

2.1194 : 8/9/08 : Wish

What’s it to you

if I say a wish

down on my knees today

I have my way

and you have yours

we all end up

going through the same doors

I’ve seen this premonition

So it seems

in something not quite memory

not quite dreams

and though I pray

with scarce a clue

oh my story

my wish came true

what

2.1193 : 8/8/08 : The Common Sentiment

Why do I resist so much

the common sentiment

the touch

of love of simple

homely joy

ever since I was a

little boy

it’s not I’m so high minded

no

just lost between

things above, below

and I know

I’m losing something by it

and not just a hit

in person I am

closer to true

and to you who count

know I love you

what

2.1192 : 8/7/08 : Optimism

If I could just control my mind

optimism would not be

so hard to find

but dropped rocks fall

and chemicals squirt

and I guess it’s just the consequence

of being made of dirt

who knows whether

choice is real

if anyone can really

help how they feel

who knows if value

persists

or always dissipates

to lukewarm mists

but that’s no way to think about

So I’ll just pray that it all works out

what

2.1191 : 8/6/08 : Fog

I’ve got no idea how

high this hill is

lost in the fog of

whatever real is

just before the stream

of nonsense words

I though I saw you pocketing

the gospel birds

I know you think all this

religious stuff’s just fog

and I’m dreaming to think I’ll ever

hunt with that dog

most of everything I see

is paint and flashing light

and the light of love is purer

but not near so bright

what

2.1190 : 8/5/08 : Troubles

Is this any way to

respond to troubles

as I’m marking time and

the stubble’s growing on my neck

if I had time to think

I’d nod at how things can stink

and I might get mad as heck

but when troubles come in torrents

I batten down

and despite your snide contempt

get my knees to the ground

You must live through it all

that’s the only rule

until your race is run

and you’re done with this school

what

2.1189 : 8/4/08 : Gape

3,380 : 25 ?

a thousand circles made of

wire and tape

towering structures fit to

make you gape

tension armatures

bakelite keys

pinioned joints like

insect knees

automatons of

dead end tech

clean as glass wings

not a speck

look inhuman

look unreal

mecha sunburst

under the peel

what

2.1188 : 8/3/08 : One More Thing

One more thing before I

fake some change again

rearrange again

those deck chairs on this

ill-starred boat

hell why not pretend

I’ll really pull it through

outfox or bull it through

swim somehow across the moat

what

2.1187 : 8/2/08 : The Book

In my heart that

irritating small voice

says by the book

maybe if you let me

find the damn thing

and take a look

I’ve heard about it

read about it even

ha ha funny

been told it’s not

about recognition

not about power

or money

So I’ll go by

my poor fake book

pretend not to

remember

what you left out

what you took

what

2.1186 : 8/1/08 : Work Backwards

Work backwards

start at the end and

imagine how such a thing could come about

think backwards

try to keep some friends that

will stick by you if it turns into a rout

I’m thinking of a suspicious method

will the authorities think this death odd?

the locked room the enigma

I think I’ve given up on self-concept

I think I’m resigned to mediocre and inept

I used to be a tau now I’m just a sigma

what

2.1185 : 7/31/08 : Suboptimal

Nothing will not make it seem

like action just for action’s sake

I know too well this occult town

this queer street crowd, forget it Jake

another stretch suboptimal

the routine screwed up, lost in tubes

Another daydream of the long con

pulling fast ones on all the rubes

nothing will not make this seem

like just another motion’s twitch

clichés choking up my throat

what can I say, hey, life’s a bitch

what

2.1184 : 7/30/08 : The Magnificent

The magnificent

seductive thought

the whole lotta nothing

to the table I brought

instead to be relevant,

heaven sent

and they will call me the

magnificent

If I was a real giant

of my times

I’d stand you on my shoulders

amid bells and chimes

lean on the magnificent

don’t be shy

I don’t quite still believe

I’ll get there by and by

what

2.1183 : 7/29/08 : System

I want a system

I want I want so bad to beat the house

no more scurrying inside the walls

scrounging crumbs just like a little mouse

I’ve behaved like such a little fish

snapping every baited hook

all unconscious swimming with the school

oh those bastards read me like a book

I’m nobody’s genius

one in a thousand ain’t good enough

maybe I don’t have a system in me

maybe I’ll never have the right stuff

I know that it’s not Christian

wanting to pile up some stacks of cash

wanting power and influence

storing up the rot and trash

but then again it’s said pay Caesar

I’m into that asshole for quite a chunk

and there’s no sitting still in this race

if I don’t want to get buried in bunk

what

2.1182 : 7/28/08 : Switch

3,373 : 18 ?

I’d like to shut my own damn

brain off like a switch

why keep on thinking thinking

never scratch that itch

God society and energy

space mind and death

blow it all away like dust

blow it with a breath

what

2.1181 : 7/27/08 : A Boring Piece of Paper

just a boring piece of paper

sure as hell not a ticket out of here

I am the paper man the paper boy

I’ll file that sucker have no fear

what

2.1180 : 7/26/08 : Maybe Not a Maze

Maybe it’s not a maze anymore

maybe all the walls sunk into the floor

maybe I traded a window for a door

And finally figured out what this bone is for

if I had a revelation in verse

sometimes a better one sometimes worse

if I could break the god king’s curse

and roll out of Hades in a platinum hearse

Out of the mouths of little kids

the been there’s past that’s do’s and did's

Can’t do nothing but set my bids

And wait and hope the amazers flip our lids

what

2.1179 : 7/25/08 : Last Minute

Everything put off to the last minute

this business is not fun or exciting

it’s just a slog of paperwork innit

And putting it all off again’s inviting

So I guess I can relate to you dumb slumps

who let it get way up on top of you

I’ll climb over your backs while you puff your humps

And from the top of that pile what a view

I’ve got no back story or origin

I guess I’m saying I’m really no hero

And through this paper forest that I forage in

God what I’d give to just get back to zero

what

2.1178 : 7/24/08 : Dead Letters

One letter after another

the paperless society the piles

just get higher

and as easy as it is to

make things disappear

I miss sending the dead letters

into the fire

still chasing the false sense

of accomplishment

clearing the in box out

checking the little boxes on

the great big list

was that really what it all

was supposed to be about

get me a shovel these

stables are stinking

get me a river to divert

wow how I’d love to

wash it all out

if only briefly conquer

all the muck and dirt

what

2.1177 : 7/23/08 : Week

How long have we been humping

this continuous week

Sunday to Sunday

the cycle unbroken

where did it get started

and did any dare to speak

or did the blasphemy

remain unspoken

We have a story the first week

established by God’s labor

The chances don’t seem so good

we kept track the whole time

And the first holy day

the day of rest we savor

might be supposed to be Tuesday instead

and every week perpetrates the crime

what

2.1176 : 7/22/08 : Pairs

So sing of something

that doesn’t come in pairs

like politicking and stumping

disguising private affairs

what

2.1175 : 7/21/08 : Tangle

Tangling with the demons this night

bathed in false electric light

stuck in a rut of rhyming pairs

Excuse me while I ignore the stares

Instead get tangled in the sound

I’ll find my best bet pound for pound

and craft verse into vivid scenes

tangled up in reds and blues and greens

what

2.1174 : 7/20/08 : Muse Speaks

as long as you look for your

treasure without

you’ll be ever beset by

confusion and doubt

as soon as you seek for

your treasure within

you’ll wonder how you ever

did anything

without me

I sent you an airplane I sent you a boat

I sent a flaming arrow over your moat

why you always got to be testing me

as long as you look you

know you’re going to see:

as long as you look for your

treasure without

you’ll be ever beset by

confusion and doubt

as soon as you seek for

your treasure within

you’ll wonder how you ever

did anything

look up look down

mere entropy is loose in your town

give thanks give praise

or do you say what’s the point anyways

I guess I call it a lesson when

I’m of the right mind

I sought ten long years

and I did not find:

as long as you look for your

treasure without

you’ll be ever beset by

confusion and doubt

as soon as you seek for

your treasure within

you’ll wonder how you ever

did anything

what

2.1173 : 7/19/08 : Tracking Error

Tracking error too much history

echoes of pure uncut possibility

mixed with a little knowledge a dangerous thing

here I am daydreaming about crazy bling

how many more times will I lose the thread?

give up another hour of life to dread

Instead of jumping wild in every blink

When will I learn there’s no damn time to think

what

2.1172 : 7/18/08 : Verifying

Verifying my motivations but the test failed

greed or convenience

so smooth the lies sailed

Or were they who knows what’s true

Paraphrasing Pontius Pilate

just like I used to

who’s got a use for

the cloister’s rejects

That vow of silence isn’t what it

used to be now we got texts

So maybe I’m dead on

and only think I’m lying

or maybe I’m just tossing off nonsense

while my blue screens are verifying

what

2.1171 : 7/17/08 : Fuck This Shit

Fuck this shit

not again

pull the plug

pull this pin

throw this pile

up in your face

I win again

this fucking race

what

1170 : 7/16/08 : Bitter, Better

Think this brew is bitter better

bump a little sugar in it

bitch would kill me if I let her

and my window’s far from infinite

Say I’ve got potential promise

well yeah twenty years ago

I’ve got nothing bet on this

and getting by is all I know

I’ve seen this shit that’s on before

somebody else’s fantasy

I’m better, bitter, out the door

The angles in the slant is me

what

2.1169 : 7/15/08 : List

I need to make some kind

of list so this

doesn’t keep happening

I can’t believe I haven’t

given up and scratched

the whole damn thing

and though I know that

I am done now

wherever I would wish to cease

I am compelled

to walk a little down

the road still trying to

capture my release

what

2.1168 : 7/14/08 : Strictly Continuity

3,359 : 4 ?

Strictly for continuity

offered as a very slight gratuity

strictly to stack the numbers up

why not I’ve still got half a cup

the best laid plans went straight to hell

I thought with words I’d cast a spell

and draw you in with impunity

to witness my continuity

what

2.1167 : 7/13/08 : Cracker

This sacred host is

one dry cracker

I’m dry as dust

and my heart couldn’t be blacker

I’m loathe to retire

I’m craving vice

I’m wishing what I wrote was true

Oh wouldn’t it be nice

to have a secret project

a fantastic trip

some kind of unfathomable

journey on a magic ship

underwater

with that mysterious captain

instead of sitting here

waiting for something to happen

what

2.1166 : 7/12/08 : Arch Stanton (Empty Grave)

This is not the night

and I forgot to hit save

look next to Arch Stanton

that’s the empty grave

memories of Lise Yates

long nights in my old estates

and what then must I call this day

my empty grave’s replay

think it’s time to stop fighting old ghosts

promises or maybe empty boasts

whatever may come just something new

refuse the black and fade to blue

this is not the night

but the portal of day

no more rewind

look up, hit play

what

2.1165 : 7/11/08 : Cicada Twilight

Cicada twilight, I hear

you climbing every tree

I see you emerged in false light

Now that’s what I call free

How many years were you under

Strange alien invaders

there to witness my regression

twilight cicadas

I will find your skins shed

when the sunlight returns

remind me how for shedding this

poor skin my spirit burns

what

2.1164 : 7/10/08 : Stupid Nights

Well is this another one

sure looks like another one

of my stupid nights

Like to say it’s the last time

sure like to believe

Once more to set it all to rights

well I’ve seen too many

and I know this one’s chance is past

and it’s all B.S.

say no mean yes

I’d love to believe I’d have a blast

Sure I’ll screw it up

maybe tomorrow spill the cup

reset that voodoo clock

but call tonight tonight

Shine one light so bright

Do what I must and take stock

what

2.1163 : 7/9/08 : Glug

Hell yeah I could

get drunk on a weeknight

glug glug glug

but I didn’t

and I won’t

take the wicked

pipeweed back up

like you always do

but I don’t

I might miss the sound

of inner rot

of glug glug glug

and vice

it’s not strength or

morality

it’s just fearing

the price

what

2.1162 : 7/8/08 : Purely Show

This one’s purely show

the smoke, the lights

the hype, the heights

a few cheap tricks I know

don’t believe the miles

On that odometer

I prefer to follow

my internal barometer

to know what weather’s coming

and to guess this tune

I’m humming

about how hard this thing

is going to blow

how hard I’m going to

rock this show

what

2.1161 : 7/7/08 : Another Name

So much the same so much the same

Try as I might to give it another name

I’m just glad the rain’s coming a little

I just wish I had some more time to sit and whittle

away the grimy rind of mundane accretion

the crust of runny boredom gland’s secretion

clear the nozzle I might just get a take off

though sure I’m afraid something might break off

by another name it might be twice as inane

So I won’t waste a minute to convince you that I’m sane

So much the same so much the same

after years of something totally different is it the same game

that I played not so well on the play ground

where I lost teeth and fights and saw it all got turned around

and if I fired the old skillet up would ever the twain meet

the city and the country side of my street?

known by another name a matter of tracks

and sides still truth abides I’m getting down to brass tacks

what

2.1160 : 7/6/08 : The Catch

The catch just like it

volume two

hard as I might try

I can’t carry through

to stack up more

than one in a row

will it come tomorrow?

I just don’t know

what

2.1159 : 7/5/08 : One for Two

Give me one for two

for me for you

for posterity

supposedly for me

trothed the ritual out

forget what it’s all about

some memory done spent

and off to here I sent

a message to the king

that’s it I nailed this thing

and it was all wrapped up

damn your eyes and fill my cup

what

2.1158 : 7/4/08 : Two For One

I’ll give you two for one

advice upon this declaration

independence is a myth

ask me twice and I’ll say this:

On the shoulders of giants

dependent on ones we’ll never know

geniuses who lived in caves

invented language

it happened just so

and I’m so clever sure

but what the hell will I invent

in a world subsumed by problems

how the hell could I

make even a dent?

what

2.1157 : 7/3/08 : In Preparation

In preparation for

surrender and defeat

I’ll slog another lap out

though I’m dead on my feet

I don’t know what I’m coughing up

but it tastes like blood

and another damn initiative

is trampled in the mud

horrifying and unmarketable

I go back to the well that’s always full

in preparation for

another day of independence

I’ll leave the rest to fate

and dream of transcendence

what

2.1156 : 7/2/08 : News

Reading the terribleist news

I know I know

I could refuse

fascination is it voyeurism

everything refracted

through this

horrible prism

perhaps I’m addicted

to the worst case scenario

power of negative

thinking’s impresario

strange calls in the midst of night

I feel it coming on

but I won’t bite

maybe I’m addicted to paying dues

maybe I’m addicted to bad news

what

2.1155 : 7/1/08 : Appropriate

The venue is appropriate

you’d laugh if you were in on the joke

I can’t avoid imagining

a rock big enough

to make the bastards choke

if virtue is its own reward

just what should be my

punishment

to try again and

try again

like any other revenant

the call of work

the call of sleep

the so loud call of distraction

the step too far

the crossed over line

the dreaded chain reaction

so what, if so

if so, if so

if so then so be it

I trust at least the

punishment

will be appropriate

what

2.1154 : 6/30/08 : Ritual Stupidity

Down the path of ritual stupidity

please forgive my idiot cupidity

the bile is floating my teeth at this point

another first something or other to anoint

Why persist giving in is so easy

live in the day what could be more cheesy

I still believe and it’s the hope that kills me

every time the vertigo of dumb ascent thrills me

what

2.1153 : 6/29/08 : Year Vow

The year vow was postponed

another brittle flaw condoned

pushed so so far past sense

Who’da guessed I’d be so dense

I used to be a rising star

I used to sing and play guitar

but I never learned just how

to hold the line and carry through

the year vow

what

2.1152 : 6/28/08 : Happy Place

Everybody’s got a posse

Everybody’s got a face

Everybody is dying

to get with me at my happy place

if you’re smelling like failure

if you’re dying onstage

spend an hour in my happy place

I carved it out of solid stone

jade and alabaster

I carved myself a hidey hole

a hedge against disaster

I’ll grow a carapace

and if that doesn’t work out

I’ll pull the roof on top of me

and hide out in my happy place

what

2.1151 : 6/27/08 : Onion

Peel that onion

I’ve got my whole life

when I get to the middle

I’ll switch to a knife

cut the heart out of it

hold it in my hand

the beating pulse of all my life

this happy brother’s band

it smells so delicious

frying in the pan

I know I will not sleep

till I’ve got this one in the can

the message of the happening

is every layer counts

and I’ll be lost among them

till I balance my accounts

what

2.1150 : 6/26/08 : Briefly

Briefly: fell behind

So much always

on my mind

vow forgotten

two days hence

no I’m lying

on the fence

no use trying to

understand

just take this item

from my hand

what

2.1149 : 6/25/08 : Segue

I gotta find a segue in here

somewhere man

This hill is very fucking steep

and I don’t even think I can

If you don’t believe in the change

If you don’t believe in what you want

If you think it’s uniformly bent

and fate is one sadistic cunt

And another hour is

fading by the same old way

and another can of tired ass gripes

how far past your welcome will you stay

And I get lost in daydreams

of striking gold or running away

as I look desperately

for my segue

what