Sleepwalking,
Eavesdropping-
Move on by
Keep talking,
Eyes moving,
Come on in.
Still standing,
Crash landing,
Cannot fly
Find something
Gone missing,
Now and then.…
Outside the fires are burning bright
On an afternoon that came too soon,
From the settled shade of an Autumn world,
Under angry sky or jealous moon
uncurled
Across the burnt out fields and blackened lands,
Among the evergreens and the shifting sands,
in the hollow …
They've moved out and I'm still here
Another look at empty rooms left waiting
I see you leaving and you see me fade away
It’s not the distance it’s the gaps we’re making
It’s not the distance it’s the lies in the things we say
Don’t know …
The No Epiphanies Bandwagon (humble drums)
The No Epiphanies Bandwagon is grating on the ear
And the Lost Articulate Abominables Collection is too far away to hear
While the Belated Reasonable retraction anomalies sit further to the rear
Hurrumph!
The clearing of clogged throats must continue …
Inert Chaos seeks new keywords
Something-
Particles and their anti’s locked in existential war
Nothing-
Boiling emptiness snapping in and out of being
Something-
From a distance seems the signals beemed alive
How does it begin?
Ideas, restrained and hamstrung,
Tied to the starting blocks,…
Fit to flatline
flatline flatline
everybody’s lost time
flatline fast crime
find fault- all mine
now repeat after me
what a shock it was
no respect left to see
and don’t ask because
spent kids, spent kids,
can’t you pay the rent kids…
Strings attached- Every damn thing is hooked up…
Strings attached and knotted
Tentacles entangled tied
Ropes and rigging assembled
Hidden networks bind
Simple things no longer live
The chains whip out and lock
I thought I had much more to give
Than take back what I mock
Barbed …
Note to self: Note to self! (Life is a form of entertainment)
the instructions are buffered
he noted we muttered–
we are tourists in our own lives,
and passing through with parsing eyes,
already out of date.
We were best before–
We are best before,
the instructions are stored,
and …
The Smell of Fish
Oily edged liquidy sickness.
Cold fingers holding gut,
Coiling a knot and not knowing it.
Not knowing it,
Not knowing anything
Instant Education in remission
Value multiplied by time
Meaning and significance,
Laid side by side in brine…
Mottos and …
Brump
crunch it up and throw it out
where it is when you’re not about
driving home and i’m driving on
with a head of air in sand
Buried there by my own hand
Tear it off and burn it down…
Keep it coming
Trundling a bundle on,
Pushing the covered wagon
Feet dragging, toes digging into the earth.
The sun obscured and hidden
Dry throat rasping in the parched air
Music retreats in the distance
Fumbling the simple things
Staying distant and affected…
Blunk… (Blog+Junk)
contact,
no contact-
slip away
counting,
no counting-
not today
closer,
no closer-
giving way
trying,
not trying-
hard to say
packed bags
picking scabs
stood too still to stay
the past chimes
with future crimes
built from the same …
More of the Same
===V1===
they say that things change with time
but I just keep changing my mind
baby please don’t always keep what you find
the world’s deep but we’re falling behind
I hear age teaches a lesson,
I’m repeating some old …
Live and Learn
Reality crunchin downwards,
Spitting shards strike pure.
Sudden-stop momentum,
Heart now moved for sure.
Motion burned in anger,
Vented in vacant space.
Twisted waiting danger,
Resltess smiling face
Instinct taking over,
Trust suspended low.
The self withheld and sober,
The …
Dreamin…
An attempt at a traditional ballad. The speaker is wondering how he managed to dream away his life and let love and friendship languish… when he was young he dreamed of the future, then he tried to forget his distracted …
Rutstuky
Capo 4th fret
G Am C D
Haven’t you heard?
They’re taking pictures of your mind
Haven’t you learned?
It’s getting far too dark to find
Simple and straight,
Soft spoken silence leaves it late
Stand up and turn
Her …
InFormNation (The Search)
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C
Open window
G
Wayward, she go
F G
I caught you laughing down the hall
Breakfast, maybe
Sunlight, gazing
Might as well leap if you’re gonna fall.
There’s plenty of information baby
But I don’t understand …
Pains for gains.
Pain is a funny thing,
Screaming voice to stop
Whatever you are doing
Now until it leaves
Many different types
Gangs of mutual enemies
Super villan collections
For every possible weakness
Like everything bar habit
Quickly forgotten,
State of being…
Dripterium Tremendum
Forget
For old times sake
Forget
Let the self dissolve
Stand in the river of time and pay attention
No preaching now
Only
Reaching out and leaning
Windswept and honest
Neglect
For no one cause
Questions raindrops keeping pace
Osmosis …
Grumpletilt Mumbles Anew
in from the wild
the cold, the child
a signal born
a signal filed
when everything you do or say
is recorded, reported, distorted
when everything you touch today
is broken, mislaid, contorted
and everyone you try to turn to…