(And then there's) Homework

you're going
to make me work
for it

I know you are

we all want it
sooner and faster

some will wait
some will work

to know you have it
possibly available

should be enough

to hold off
the hunger of impatience.

No news is good news

today as I watched
the lonely eyes
of the church choir

I wondered if
they had been given
the opportunity
to believe

that what
they were participating in
isn't true

Only In Real Time

when I look at my hand
I see my face

what I mean
is that
it would be more often
that I would see
my open (revealed) hand
than my face (or at least a reflection of it)

because of that
the hand can appear
to be more real
more true

because it's there to be observed

Moving Ducks by The Bridge

on the way
to your escape

you've stopped here
and I've observed your wake

so deliberate with your actions
and soft in flight
time and materials
plus a good line of sight

best of luck
as you move on
to the new location

thank-you for the entertainment
you've needed no persuasion

Some Control

you wish someone would
help you make your moves

the only one to look
to the next action
is your Needs
and what you believe
your needs are

what you have to better understand
and hold
is what is the wrong next move

and how to have
some control

you will end this
as fast as it started
if you aren't careful

My Thoughts Regarding Robert Mercer

something's gotta give
for my friend
he works and works
to no end

passion and roots
determine his decisions
with enough good fortune
time will deliver his vision

respect and sweat
and very little neglect
all qualities
of one of the best yet

supply and demand

love is like
a blanket of lust
in the heat of the night
but leave out the sex

I miss her touch
and want to have it back

hands and fingers
skin, bones, salt tears

give me more of what
you're sellin

my supply is low
you are my demand

come back to me

The guy I see at the corner store

the saddest part
of the sight of these people
is that I wish that they
would be able to experience
my easy ride
for an hour

although
that might be
less fair
than the current hand
they've been dealt

some people
think they
have it so fucking bad

the guy at the corner store
that has one eye
can't talk
and sweeps the floors
year after year
with no chance

he has it hard

Things that make people, in this case, me.

Is that really
the way that
God made you?

What about:
AC/DC, family, the first pet,
exercise, reading, shitty TV,
water, travel, sex, love,
February, mistakes, leftovers,
holding it in, and lake swims.

The beaten down path of grass in front of my apartment

Like the long winded banter
of a poorly written television program
the long long, green green grass
is flattened into a smooth path
leading to:
first; a small amount of money
and then
second; to the booze
if you want it bad enough
you'll find a way to get it
even if the landlord
can't seem to keep up
his end of the maintenance agreement

Thoughts of people far away

As you wrestle
with your emotions
and try to
slow things down

the long lost
friend from Simcoe
you wish
you had around

the big city is moving
people try to keep up
don't discount the truth
of sweat and some good luck

the night shows relief
and the birds start to wake
another day of hunting
and resting in the shade

Successful

I've tasted
the fresh candy of privilege
and had my hand
on the door of success

some comfort for the place
where people want to
hold hands with all those
things only common currency can deliver

I know the time
and the people
and the places
and the drone
and the fuck-you's

next time I'll better understand
the misery

My Light

She's patient
with her passion
and finds my love
when there's none
left to find

The heaviest night
and the saddest event
she takes my time
in her soft hands

Love is love
and I like my turn
good luck finding yours
got no money to burn

Windsor Street Graveyard

Is that gravestone
a real tribute
to the body buried below

Could it not be considered
an insult by the dead

"Shit, he's dead, lets box it up
and bury it under ground
before it really starts to stink"

And the headstone
are we not mocking them
by saying
"Look at us, you're just a name.
I'm still on two feet
and can piss on you
if I want"

The Politician

It's different
when they speak to you
than talk at you

You steal someone
of their purpose
when you drive your lies
so deep into their forehead
that they wake up
with a big red kiss
just below the hair line

The assumption that
this method of (poor) delivery
will arrive them into
a position of power
needs to be taken out back
and shot
for the birds of prey
to lunch on

Guide Dog Waiting For The #1

What an
incredible amount
of faith
this man puts
in mans best friend.

Long red hair
says nothing but trust,
and his owner
knows not
his colorful beauty.

For some reason,
perhaps obvious,
they are
the perfect match.

Sunday

There are no
safe assumptions
for plastic churches;
with wooden chimneys
resting for the afternoon.

Moving On

In celebration
of your old mattress
we're having a pizza party.

Out of:
respect
sweat
regret
get lucky?
Not yet.

Hours logged.
Saddened men,
long gone.

In celebration
of you're old mattress
we're having a pizza party.
Tonight.

And Now

The Lion
the tiger
the cubs
and the land,
they were
all better
without
the man

6:22am

There's a fiery sunrise
being
born in front of me

If you ask yourself
too many questions
about purpose
they will
get in the way

You're better to
just perform

Blue Bowl

The days grow long
the sun starts to fade
the family pet
rests in the shade.

The heart of the land
releases with touch
the smooth hard ground
that you've missed so much.

Highland Ave.

Long patterns
of shadowed sunlight
and
hidden heartache

Steep hills
no hands
rock your horse
to no end

Allowances
and time
well kept

Deep ledgers
tend not
to forget

Travelin' / Tryin'

There a man
in a band
and he's
tryin' to
take a stand

Takes his songs
around the world
to all
the different lands

Sarasota
to Mexico
there's nowhere
he wouldn't go

To tell his tales
of love and loss
no matter
what the cost

On his journey
to find his soul
he continues
to grow old

Slower steps
none the less
his story
still gets told

There's a man
with a plan
and he's
tryin' to get a hand

Looking for
true romance
and not
his biggest fan

As his heart
starts to grow fond
he continues to
sing his song

Now for the one
he thinks he's found
from movin'
town to town

Recovery

Yellow Sunset
Quilted regrets
The colors
Seem true
I want
To love you

Fresh starts
Dry hearts
Moist spots
And the
Darkest thoughts

Wake up

New Lesson

Your next
breath
is going
to be there

Just like
you take
for granted
that you'll
wake up
tomorrow morning

Where are the
civil Highschool
teachers
driving home
this lesson?

I bet
we'd have
fewer assholes
if more
people
got this one.

Line-up change

Imagine the
mess you'd make
when you hit
the pavement.

The real question
is:
"What are you
doing up there
in the first place?"

All those
conversations you
would have
had
alone.

And then
what
is the time difference
between when
you say "Fuck it"
and
then
let go.

Bears

I always
lock the door
when I'm at
home

And,
when I
leave her alone
in the warm bed

Those bears
at the
end of
the strip

Not going
to take my
chance on
their drunkenness

Then I
miss the
warm bed

Star Wars

No need
for rebel
concepts
on deck

Valley Hay

The art of neglect
youthful self respect
Awake in the cold
as you body grows old

No more snow days
or hay made
long legs
even fair trade

Lovely park bench
lemonade thurst quench
Fucking in the dark
that'll leave your mark

NCF

Rhubarb plastic
shotgun elastic
trees in the sunshine
planting by hand is fine

Lonely remedies
broken family tree

Red earth
stretched girth
watch mother nature dance

Food Court

It must be lonely.
That long walk,
for another meal at noon.
Wondering what your wife's really doing.
Is that what they call job security?
Maybe for her.