Friday, December 28, 2007

Saturday, December 22, 2007

Friday, December 21, 2007

the sidewalk cracks me up


its true what they say
you will document your failures
while you suckcesses float into the ether
so congratulations and good luck
and good-bye

you've joined the hall of fame and now there's just no room for you here anymore
so good luck and good-bye

but if you want to use your congratulatory coupon to buy me a milkshake I'd probably be down with that thanks k bye

ties of loyalty

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

expect the Expectations


& if you can't be yourself you may as well just pretend
like a chameleon but even less than true
the weeping willows and the broken leaves crying
too bad we belong side by side

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Sunday, December 16, 2007

the bee stings, the big breaks

don't think at all

there are prizes

There are prizes for moments that have passed
Second chances gone by too fast, but took the ribbon for last

They say goodbye's a new word but it's just repackaged
And you couldn't pay me to listen but I'll dangle on the line a while longer

Maybe you thought the new story was new but it's all been told

Not that you mind
But I'm a registered quitter, just following that bouncing ball down to a second hand store
Regurgitating old lines to an audience that never listens
And only applauds when the sign goes on
Well the light's on and nobody's home
Maybe it's the stage name
There are aliases that slip in and out of the night with the quiet abandon of a windmill playing Jenga

Where I'll trade in my name for a new one
Maybe dust this old one off
And point these pointy shoe skyward
It's alright
Line the jar with glass and the feet of clay melt in the salt of the earth
Price tag!

Don't forget we are playing hackysack later, OK? You ain't so big!

Saturday, December 15, 2007

My My My and the My My Mys


My love child's inner child needs a babysitter
And I'm sick on the inside but I can always get my stomach pumped
For information

Friday, December 14, 2007

lucky #700


somehow, beards always enter the equation

Yes, this is drawing #700

So, you know, think about that

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

The thing is you're cursed by details and the pennies saved up don't derail the train of thought but the objection confused all related distractions


I took a bet on a whim
and when push came to shove
I just went out the door

I took hold
and took notice
And just went out the door

I repeated a theme with too many variations
and it just lost meaning
And it went out the window

I forgot what we were talking about
But I'll pick it up where we started
And it went out the mouths
To your ears

I made all the mistakes you wish you did
while the whole world watched
And they patted me on the back
They stepped on all the cracks
Oh, to be someone