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Confiscated Capitals
3-23-10


On the corner of a decrepit coffee table
was my disappearing cigarette
It was a sight I could not dismiss
A brilliant blunder that I could not forget
A rhyme to go down in history
As to find it still in this vast mystery
I might have stumbled upon this page by chance
Where reading might serve as the faithful dance
I hope you're happy so says the Voice
Yet the Other says you have your choice
In times when I'd rather hear Noise
Than a cheesy ballad....










A.B.C.D.
3-23-10


A brother says you can't meditate on an eighteen lane freeway
Choking on what to say next
Yet giving leeway Sunday morning
I saw the omen of the humble bumble bee
Making an attempt to show my true colors
Trying to consider A, Bee, See and Dee
On my acid trip without the stuff
Don't know when to give up
I haven't had enough
I'm still here
Still awake according to my will
Carrying the lance, dagger, sword and spear
My own cat looks upon me in contempt
Walking out on a limb never excused
Never exempt...








Cloud Talk
3-23-10


There was a day when my best friend told me to give it up
Before I knew of my lot, my hap or my cup
But there is no My
O, my, O, my
Learning new meanings of the word base
For what!
For nothing at all
Nothing at all in my face
Going through my seventh stage of grunge
For what cause!
But to be but a newt, a salamander, a sponge
And so we decided to play games for a little while
Still free to speak our minds in America
Not following suit
Yeah, we have our own style..








Privilege
3-23-10


Aggravation, necessary
Being lost for words, needed
Blowing my own mind
Another paycheck has been signed
It could have been a whole lot better
Wallowing in such failures
Burned out but not quite dead
The voice says it's quite a shame
Of which I cannot make a name
Feeling worse about feeling worse
Who am I to have the privilege to bear this curse
If you're looking for spirits you're looking for trouble
Giant needle in the sky only wants to burst your bubble
Someday this will go somewhere
If someday ever comes
Spoken by a man that had no plans
Only faith....








Rank
3-23-10


Failure to communicate
Usually the situation on the work site
Stoop low to reach high
Yeah, we have the right
Feeling retarded and always outsmarted
Building character can be an endless pursuit
Like trying to make rock, the banjo and the flute
And I forget the shoes that I have on
Forgot what it was to flinch or yawn
The voice says, take a shower
But I'm down with the hippy goddess
And her flower power
I've seen everything now
As still I ask
O why and O, how....








Sick But Well
3-23-10


I was once rank
But now I thank
The suits in armor with the gun and the tank
So you say that war isn't nice
But sooner or later we all must pay the price
I'm sick but I'm well
In heaven yet in hell
Too many issues in this world
We can't please them all
Pay no mind to what's on television
When your back is up against the wall
I'm sick but I'm well
A candle smothered in my abode of pell-mell
Where there is no solution, no answer
We are our own critique
I am mighty therefore I am meek..