When you can’t flip the script
tear it to shreds
then start to letter together
a list of demands —
whAt iM sAYIn iz
— to extort the unexpected
and accept no less
than those shreds of life
tell you to deserve.
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“majordomo”
If I don’t know what a word means
I look it up on my phone
I type “majordomo” for example
And learn that it means
“a chief steward in a large household”
And it’s that simple
It’s quite refreshing in a way
Like I’ve led myself to water and know now when to drink
affliction or redemption
What’ll it be
said the man
on the stand
to the reflection
looking very grim
sunken eyes
of redemption
come on come on
choose our next addiction
this time though
be aware
aware of my remission
I know I know
what fun is there in that
hell why don’t we find out
it’s either or perhaps
I’ve given you the right
that now I’m taking back
the will to fight the urge
I know that’s what I lack
so taking down the mirror
with no one staring back
the man poured the reflection
with ice into his glass
he calmly took a sip
one more than another
and when the glass was empty
to him it did not bother
just one more
thought the man
understanding his reflection
it’s up to you to choose
affliction or redemption.
The wind
And all the other times
The wind —
Giving it’s all
— Just won’t quit
Blowing you down
Forever and ever
Picking you back up
And tumble weeding
You onward
The breeze
Sometimes
The breeze —
And it ain’t much
— Is all you need
To keep truckin
backward or forward
However many backward steps
you take today
tomorrow
take that many steps further along the way
because not everyday is a good one
nor is everyday bad, you see
I knew a man no different than
any other shapeless face
who kept on stepping backward
day after day after week after year
until he’d completely lost his way
you see, an inch becomes a foot
and a foot becomes a mile
it’s backward or forward that separates
the man from the grave.
till death
we mustn’t
die
broken hearted
but rather
live
loving life
till
death
do us part
Dancing with the Devil
Dancing with the Devil
I coax his fire
whispering he tells me
I’m a no good liar
stepping on his toe
once than the another
throwing up his hands
as if time has expired
Go says the Devil
be gone come the morn
for I have no use
for you anymore
just promise me this
you’ll never return
fool me thrice said the Devil
and it’s there you shall burn
All right said I
understanding his plight
for giving me up
and back to the night
for even the Devil
must do what is right
as do I now crawling
back to the light.
that tiny speck of the world
people were funny like that
one minute you’d be hating them all
and the next you’d be falling in love
with every single one of em
because they were all beautiful
and ugly, starry eyed and wild
tolerating crazy with kindness
and even if not listening
just being there
made all the difference in
that tiny speck of the world
where nobody knew anyone more
than he or she even knew themselves
To live and to love
Live to love
&
Love to live
— when you can my friends
Words Of An Average White Male 