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Night shifters.
Midwestern Winters.
Turn away to turn around. If you fall in a frozen forest does it still make a sound?
Surrounded by peaceful sights not too many people get this far so late at night.
Long nights make bad days.
I ain’t got no other ways to cope but to spend my time getting high on hope
Whether I hope she reads my texts or I hope she calls me back
I’ve never even met her but the fantasies are better
I don’t want to face the facts.
I want to live a lie because the truth is a mystery I can’t solve. It’s misery.
2018 Brain Droppings
The end of the rainbow is an ironic place to take a trip.
Packing up the wagon and we’re heading back east
An unforgivably silent retreat.
To go back and stand in line, can’t return the care and time. Wasted lessons haven’t earned did we get what we deserved?
Peter Pan left Neverland, he took route sixty-six.
If he knew the road had ended there, would he try to play his tricks?
Where does he stand? Does he lose when he wins? Is he wrong when he’s right? All eyes are on you. Blow it sky-blue. Can we stay in “what could be” a little longer?
2018 pt 2
You can’t take it with you when you go
You used to move so fast now you move so slowly
you can’t take back the fact that you know me
Please give me an excuse to cut myself loose from the brick pulling me down
I’m too high in my balloon, can’t listen to you, can’t feel your abuse
Raindrops fall like bleeding bombs
Outside taking shots of twilight getting nowhere with nothing there
Sleeping with one dry eye open in the desert sky.
08/22/2019
I’m nobody’s rescue
I picked you up by chance, rarely use my voice these days
Unless you heard me say, by no fault of you or I
From the cradle to the grave, into the earth unto the sky, no other way to put it, even good dogs have to die.
Let me be saved with the best you have to share
What have you left behind? Will the rest of you be spared?
The valley’s getting high and the peaks have passed us by
To get across the river we have to realize
All good dogs have got to die.
Did you put me in my place? Now I’ve let you go astray
Tough, the reason to give is lost on us
I still hold a place and was in the race
The lights have flashed the cameras blind, I’m finally sitting eye to eye
All good dogs have got to die.
When a dog loves a lion there’s not much to be said The lion won’t fit in the little dog’s head. The dog may be big, even larger than life but a dog can’t exist within a lion’s life.
Discipline. Inspiration. Energy.
To energy in constant exchange.
Deceiving to what may conceive uncovered demons from the trees to the streets. The head in the clouds to perceive felt in the ground by the feet
No delusional distraction dilutes the energy.
Like each droplet of rain the energy will drain you. Every exchange at a cost.
Priced. Cheap. Expendable. Easy to Use
Imperceivable, but adds up over time. Overwhelming. The self is spent and spending, whatever the measure may be.
Straying from artful abstractions clarifying concerns about the waste of energy.
What does that mean?
Can energy be “had?” Do I have energy? It can’t have me. Me is a delusion. Do I have the energy to waste?
If it cannot be possessed, it cannot be wasted, for who has the ability to waste?
Self Portrait
I’ve been working on a story beneath the birds with three street signs talking to me.
Forget how faces will smile if you don’t look like your incarceration file.
Scrape and skate by with a discounted style in the land of the free and the home of free trials.
I despise how I write. These words feel forced and the phrasing’s not right. The narratives go nowhere and there’s no end in sight. The thrift store prose and cheap words show ineptitude to a reader who knows. Whether it’s hard and cold fact or I make something up, I’m a lot less reserved with a drink and a cup.
06/15/2021
We’ll say it’s alright, all day into tonight, it’s always a fight with you.
I feel you in my blood my stomach tightens and my heart is hard
Stress surrounds, your filthy hand is coming down, wrap around my neck and strangle out my breath.
I’m a dirty laundry basket on a clothesline in the rain, you can wring out of my body what my blood has fully stained.
04/08/2019
O, what can it be? The inherent attraction to you from me
Endless currents are all I see, the crest to trough, the frequency.
I’ll admit I lost count at three.
It feels like home. The connection is strong. With you by my side, I’m never alone.
A sense of protection, a system of checks come across the land. Organic consciousness spread in the sand.
No, I don’t fish, I don’t sail or surf. One thing calls me back at the end of the earth. There’s nothing I know, not a thing I can see that could come between man, a man and the sea
Hotel Notepad
“I may be her favorite but I’m not the one she’ll choose.”
My lady spends time with many she doesn’t pick and choose. Rich and poor, she’ll save your soul. I think you know.
When she finally gets around to me I look away and down.
If you’re high when you’re low she’ll be there.
I’ve been sharing the woman I created in my mind she feels so good so sweet so fine. So foolish.
One Million Ways to Sell Yourself
One million ways to sell yourself, where will you begin?
Get your start in a at a restaurant, feel your body cringe
You can sell yourself out on the street
You can put your name in lights
You can sell yourself out on the beach
You can write it in the sky
03/03/2021
Ten years ago or so I lost touch with you
I saw the light, ascend the steps, we locked eyes
I said you don’t exist.
Through the decade I’ve heard your name, and your message finally came.
I hear the voice, but I do not heed the call.
I’m afraid, I still blame you for these ungodly acts of mine.
I knew you once but I was still a child.
Surprised you still want me back, for the hundred thousandth time.
The endless fall from grace is a fear I couldn’t face.
It’s hard to believe I was right all along,
After all, I’m pretty used to being wrong.
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Drowning with my arms around sweet anticipation
Over my head from the swan dives of malicious communication
Bleeding dry bones cry more in December
I never do what I am told
To move with the rhythm of the road
The lanes bring changes o’er cold mountain ranges
And it has not begun to get old.
The taller the skyline
The deeper the fall
The winter still lingers to springtime and all
Years become decades they slip
Speeding and speeding until you lose your grip
The days in between make the picture and frame
Happily ever after, drive you insane.
Thematic Concept For A Prog Rock Album
I.
Darkness dawns upon them, crying for the light.
Who are they but cretins lusting for power?
I cast upon them an eternal night.
The frigid wasteland, living hell, survival rate is low.
Theatre divine of God and Man one hell of a show.
What’s a million bodies? We could take a million more.
The way it was and ever so shall be, for none can outsmart a god like me.
II.
Through the endless winter’s throes, I carry on.
A farewell to my family, a futile swing at destiny.
What’s to gain, if they’ve taken everything?
It’s all in vain the purposeless struggling
The Gods have abandoned us in endless suffering.
Farewell to our upbringing, there must be another way
Is there anyone among us who can turn night into day?
III.
They know not of what I’ve done.
But I’m sure I’ll be the one to blame.
The rivers’ tides rise and grow
Mankinds’ wicked winds blow
Not a single light on Earth aglow
The alpha and omega know exactly what I’ve done.
IV.
Strung up. Picked apart
Taken all except the heart
Fall for anything hold your head high
Made example let them see
A fate worse than death?
From black to blue I had to take the light from you.
V.
Climb through the range with the dead at my feet
Plummeting to land a sight unseen
of fire and warmth sets the hillside ablaze.
Ash falls like snow and humanity saved
Have we been forgiven? Have we been spared our plight?
Once deceived will invoke their rage
Twice deceived and it builds our cage
Although the fire has fell from my hands
Does not mean I am through punishing man
VI.
Would you turn me loose with a million matches and a can of kerosene?
Will you shut that goddamned chaos box and leave this hopeless dream?
All the bridges burned and every inch the axes turn
Discordant clamor of calamitous morale
Tone-deaf and listless like a wailing wall we rise and fall. Rise and fall.
Our hills of ash and mountains of soot, shutting us down shall not be afoot.
Individual allowed indivisible is now.
VII.
Who knows more about eternity?
Creator or created?
To live in a state of timelessness. The absence of expiration. Endless bliss? Or a hellish prison of the ego?
Corporal sensation subsides, what does it mean to die?
Outliving all things on earth, and being left behind.
Left to fade into memory, in plain sight to hide.
Emotion and passion vanish in the blink of an eye.
Although you’re here today, you’ve already passed away.
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[Verse 1]
The Moonshine has left me blind for the last time
I’ve tried walking straight lines once before
But every time I trip and Fall
I’m flying down your coal mine and my cold mind sees diamonds in your eyes
[Pre-Chorus]
Yes the walls begin to crack
And the Cart goes off the track
In the darkness, It’s too late
[Chorus]
Why don’t you tease me with your sunrise, once again
I don’t mind the night is fine by me to begin
Keep on trying set it free
I swear that everything will be alright
[Verse 2]
Last night’s getting faded like a tattooed memory
Tomorrow is on my side at least I’d like to believe
I know I’ve been wrong before
Cause I’m Upside Down, I’m not Down and Out
For the first time in my life
[Pre Chorus 2]
But My heart’s under attack
And my memories all black
And it’s too late to turn back
“Past Mistakes”
[Verse 1]
Keep it up that’s it don’t stop now
Come a long way but there’s still so far to go
If we give up now who will save me when the lights go out?
Bring it back we’re going to pull the top down. Feel the wind running demons in a small town
I don’t know if we can pull it off this time around
[Pre Chorus]
You think I’m crazy because I can’t stop being so amused
[Chorus]
Hey don’t hate me right now
I’m a little demystified, I’m wond’rin
When will I get a break from my life’s past mistakes?
[Verse 2]
So that’s it what’s the deal what’s the matter?
It’s not that bad her story’s different from last Saturday
Just a word you could take it I would leave it
doesn’t mean that we’re really in the cement
ain’t got time to be stressing about the rest of the day, but anyway
[Pre Chorus 2]
In my eyes it’s plain to see when you give your best away for free don’t be surprised if you end up feeling used.
“Other Things”
[Verse 1]
I wish I had a pen and paper
To recall what happened last night
Just another drunken stranger
One in a million that’s life
[Pre Chorus]
He sits alone by himself she will tell him anything
[Chorus]
God Damn she said to me
The golden age of history
Farther on than other things
Why won’t it happen to me?
[Verse 2]
Well does she have to draw a picture
For you to ask her for her number
Will that set off a hidden lecture
Does the fear in you win that fight?
[Bridge]
She sits alone by herself she will tell him anything
He sits alone by himself, she will tell him anything
[Verse 3]
Tell the story don’t distract your
Audience for everlasting
Love it is an image fractured
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