On 2nd thoughts

dddon't stay away fly

Py-jamas

The big appeals

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

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

Wherever...

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!

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

lucky #700

somehow, beards always enter the equation

Yes, this is drawing #700

So, you know, think about that

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

Good Questions With Bad Answers, Vol. 2

And the tiny child will eat not one, but three crackers when the time arrives
It's been spoken!

on automatic pilot and i don't mind trying

the climb to the top
nearly knocked me down with a landslide
but if there's one thing i learned
and the sand of 100 beaches crashed down
trying to make waves in an empty platoon
you try to speak but it's always too soon
finding some kind of forgotten pearl in the mouth of your ancestors
trying to change the leaf's journey
or the tree's quest
from sapling to plain old sap
don't give away the ending
we all know it
and everyone else is just always

Why does no one know

I expect I'll need a note but not know what to write

on the way out of coming in

Just make sure you know it's the cobra who's laying in wait at the bottom of the pot you planted

It's time to rattle a few rib cages
Because my baby keeps it electric
Down the last line
I traced on my front lawn
Staring up at the middle light
It used to be the moon
Now it just buzzes on the line
And talks to me and says I can tell the truth now too
The truth is
I don't know,
About a buck 95
So ask for your change back
You'll never get back
No no no never get back
But it's too late
Gotta gotta keep up
Gotta act all interested
When you've inherited a throne that's yours alone
Act real interested
And smile big for the pictures
Just to make it a bit clearer
And the object in the mirror might be your reflection

You want the truth you can have it
Keep it up high on the top shelf with the promises you'll always break
And the object in the mirror might just be your reflection

What’s his full name?

Only three people in this state have my name
And none of them made the top of my list
Or are half the man I'll ever be
I checked twice
And the past passed me by
I didn't get the license or registration
I didn't get the point
I'm breaking in the line of the duty
Just to get a damn break
I swapped my eyes out
Too blurry to speak
Too slurry to see
In the sea
It drifts apart and breaks
The lines are crossed
The lies are lost
And "X" always marks the spot

If you left here three times tomorrow
What would you miss most
The mist or the myth of a mistaken identity
You think you know but it's just a false start
You keep it set apart because it might start again
You thought a lot of things but just wrote them down in a thought balloon
And let it set sail as the acid rained down inside a stormy head
And I've set aside my better half
Hoping to gain interest
In an account I don't own
And it's just registered to a man with my full name
I've never met the man
But where he's buried
"X" always marks the spot

Two to three times in the snow
Once if it pours
To avoid further confusion you can just accept the fact that you're hopelessly hoping that your helping side is helpless
Or just accept the fact that it's always marked by the spot

And what's his full name?
Captain snugglebears and the lovey hold 'ems
Tough crew
He beat my skull in with a razor pick
The same kind I took home to my mother
Before she had me aborted in 912th trimester
The future turns on a dime and I just spent my last quarter
His eyes look like they own the place
And the road map to regret was exactly as advertised
"X" marked the spot and it was so, so unsatisfying