Things are kickin off, Necessarily and naturally so That Gobstopper stuff h.a.r.d… How do you move slow in a fast world? Crawl into a ball and discuss tactics on being with yourself? how do you live within the Thick and the thin skin? Why speculate when you know what’s going to happen? Everybody looks like they work here, Nobody wants to be naked or Remember those pictures from the other night. NONE OF THIS NOW, COULD POSSIBLY MAKE SENSE NOW. Alternate Takes create a confusing composition of compromises- A song that reminds you of False modesty, and true lies- A vicarious circus of Overnight Sensations And Dormant hearts. The same shifty instruments playing in the background, chewing on the Denser pieces of building blocks; those Deemed inappropriate- stones left sitting at the bottom of the hill, figuring things out. A DAZE TO TRANSCEND, A DIP IN THE DEEP END Top down the stakes are different The fall couldn’t be honey crueller Everyday shimmering, flickering away workshopping the ideal staring out the window like a dog, Writing a letter to the future… aging well. The dizzying effect is just a reminder. trod on the paradox, opt out of distraction eyes will complete the image. hard arbitraries and possibilities, Check it out everyone is doing their thing, The tension in the room is thirsting Funnily enough… Peril is the place. a picked pattern, a psycho-emotional loop of low key fatigue. maybe i’m imagining the whole thing. in and out of dreams as naturally as talking, sounding out words like sirens, small tight red fists. there, there… there’s something that captures the day, the moment. it doesn’t seem like anything but it’s something, a breaking point, dormant hysteria separating. for simplicity’s sake just chalk it up to a concept error. italics in brackets i’d bet the farm this is not a false alarm THE TEARS TOP DOWN TEAR LEFT TO RIGHT really, how do you like it here? MORBID TIMES, CONTRIBUTE MORE VIBES; INSURMOUNTABLE FLAWS, FLIMSY WEAPONS EVERYTHING YOU CAN’T HAVE IS RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU KEEPING UP WITH THE JONES’ THE JONES’ CATCHING UP WITH YOU. A DOT MATRIX PICTURE, WITH PIXELATED INTENTIONS YOU THOUGHT IT WOULD BE A FORTUNE COOKIE, OR A CARDINAL, SOMETHING SAYING A NEW DIRECTION but it’s just A VOICE THAT DOESN’T FILL THE ROOM. how do you manage the confines of this space? By reframing mistakes in your most intimate moments? THE FULLNESS, THE FEELS, THE FLAWS these are the stakes THE EXPENSE OR OTHERWISE EXPERIENCE OF THIS EXPANSE A CHANGING CLIMATE UP TO THE READER OPEN FOR INTERPRETATION, CLOSED FOR TODAY, TOMORROW IS THE QUESTION… CONTENTIOUS ISSUES, DUBIOUS CLUES certain blues for soft sports. let it flood in it’s just turbulence seasons change, thoughts change A DIFFERENT DIRECTION EVERY SPRING WHEN THE CARDINALS SING THESE ARE COMPLICATED MOVES PLAY HOPSCOTCH AND JUMP TO CONCLUSIONS TMRW  we’re all caught up in this in our own sweet way THIS IS THE AGE OF INNUENDO, SEMANTICS, AND TIPPING points; PICK UP EXISTENTIAL BITS and LEARN TO READ THE SIGNS, BALANCE MOMENTS SOMETIMES. FARM COMMUNITY, FIND JOY do the right thing do the wrong thing, ideologies are flapping in the wind break the pattern change the plot slow revolutions, slow resolutions, witching hours; spring cleaning and we’re a long way off yet. TAKE A TIME PORTAL, GO BACKWARDS IN LIFE slower, absorb everything put the right finger on it the weight floats birthday cakes decay but still stay put. we’re impossible there might be much left out maybe a missed shot a difficult subject or burning wounds grafitiing the internet. a perpetual poem, a private dancer, you can change the rules. u have allies. find blessing in disguise, see something beautiful everyday there are so many different beats to this world you can play you should be excited about this! moving goals are actually groovy tangents, continue working in obscurity like alice neel. find a safe place that’s transparent and reflective this is it, this could be the day that’s different, like that interview i once had these are the conditions, how do you let them know we’ll all be gone? watering holes, working to death, what’s really worthwhile? the sun is doing good things today, but everyone is just looking down low low res, likely lonely, beauty sleep sleepwalking IT’S A LOOP, VERY HIGH SADNESS BUT IT TAKES TIME, IT’S FINE; THIS IS NOT HER MAJESTY’S FEAST the veil is fabricated with feelings AND THOSE THINGS YOU SAY IN YOUR HEAD BEFORE RUBBER STAMPING THEM FOR THE PEOPLE YOU MIGHT LIKE THE LIGHT LEAK we need to mind our moons so our suns can shine i’m still exploring solutions, clearly rolling the dice. OPTICS, THE BIG PICTURE, NICE WORK IF YOU CAN GET THAT’S THAT, THIS IS IT, THIS IS THE MOMENT, IT’S ALL ONE TURN the same different option something is coming together here TODAY WOULD BE A POOR DAY TO CHECK OUT i need a lot more ingredients the answer is that obviously the rollover effect not being pulled this way and that MAKING PREPARATIONS like a slow roller, tasting time why am i even telling you this self portrait? I’VE BORROWED LAST NIGHT’S HEARTBEAT TO BEGIN TODAy, WHAT DO I WEAR TO THIS THING NOW? WOULDN’T YOU WANT AN EXTENSION OF YOU AND NOT JUST YOU? A WIDER ARM TO FEEL THE WORLD? uttered love waiting for the streetcar. the coles notes won’t do this is resistance training TAKE INVENTORY, TAKE A BIG GULP it’s a penny serenade MEMORIES ARE SO DISTINCT POSTCARDS, PEAKS AND VALLEYS. WHAT DO YOU SEE? GOOD MISTAKES IMPROBABLE IMAGES OR BRASS TACKS? MIGHT BE TIME TO STEP ON THE GAS PUT THE EARPLUGS IN YOU’VE ONLY GOT SO MUCH TIME TO WORK ON THINGS BEFORE YOU COMPLETE YOUR SIGN-OUT FORMS THE SEASONS ARE SIGHS OF RELIEF AS WE BREATHE IN AND OUT COLLECTIVELY with INTROSPECTION AND CONGENIALITY, STILL LIFE/REALITY. DON’T GET DISTRACTED PLACATING EGOS FOR PIECE OF MIND LEAVE SOMETHING DURABLE BEHIND, your’re on a tight deadline TIME VS CREATIVITY BE SURE ABOUT EVERY LETTER EVERY STEP NOT ON TOES; LEEWAY, FAST AND LOOSE, THIS I LOVE YOU BUSINESS CHECK YOUR HEART AT THE DOOR, EVENTUALLY THEY’LL JUST WIPE YOUR SLATE CLEAN. I MEAN, I GUESS YOU’RE ALWAYS TRYING TO BE SOMEWHERE. SLOW MOVING VEHICLE, SLOW MOVING MARE, WE LOSE DIFFERENT BATTLES; PLEASURE IN THE PAST, FIXATED ON THE FUTURE WE NEVER KNOW WHAT’S TEARING US DOWN, KEEP YOUR THOUGHTS ORGANIZED. dreams COLOURS IN THE RAIN, A NIGHT IN TUNISIA, I COULD EAT THIS EVERYDAY. WHY IS EVERYTHING A STRETCH? A PARASOCIAL RELATIONSHIP? I HATE WHEN I CAN’T TELL THE SHIT FROM THE LEAVES. THE PECKING ORDER IS STILL QUITE WHITE, THAT’S THE CATCH. IF IT’S NOT ONE THING IT’S ANOTHER talking in circles IF I CONTINUE TO WATCH THE FAN SPINNING I’LL FALL ASLEEP smokin in the alley this whole thing could just whisk us away easy life, famous last words THIS UNIVERSE IS ALTERNATE, IT’S UNFORTUNATE VERY SALLY ROONEY. I CAN IMAGINE MYSELF IMAGINING THINGS; I LOOK SO SERENE finding my way out of a mare A SAD CACTUS SEEING THINGS, THE HOTTEST VERSION OF EACH COLOR. AT A CERTAIN POINT IT HITS YOU, IT’S SERENDIPITOUS AND SAD, RARELY IS ANYONE PAYING ATTENTION DEATH AND DEBTS FINDING FLOWERS; AFTER ALL THESE YEARS I STILL FOLD MY SOCKS THE SAME WAY; IT’S SHOCKING.  WAS THAT THING JUST SO DEAD IT WAS DONE? AT LEAST ONCE I DAY I FORGET TO RUN, HIDE,or SHOW FACE; FEELS LIKE I’M FEELING MY SHIRT TRYING TO FIND BETTER WORDS. TRUE COLOURS SHOW IN THE FALL; AGAINST LEAFY DRY BACKDROPS, SOME THINGS ARE JUST TOO REAL. we all write poetry, we are poetry, doomed, as opposite as we appear. ANXIOUS ABOUT LEAVING some day. HOLD HANDS, MAKE FRIENDS. RUN, WALK, STICK YOUR HEAD IN AN UNORTHODOX BOX but DONT get FOXED, WRESTLE WHAT BELONGS BACK. SOME THINGS GRATE ON US ABOUT EVERYONE YET WE ARE EVERYONE. THERE’S KNOW WHERE TO REALLY PUT THESE AWKWARD THINGS, WE’RE AT DIFFERENT STAGES IN DIFFERENT STATES OF LOVING OURSELVES. I’M SEASONAL, sustainable and STYLISH IN EXTREME CONDITIONS.  beware of THE THINGS YOU SAY WHEN YOU’RE DRUNK DON’T SPEAK ILL OF GHOSTS; HOW MUCH DARKER DO YOU WANT IT TO GET? YOU WANT IT TO GET DARKER? some stuff you gotta let hang out out of step everyday is a rep, whatever way the wind is blowing venusian daydreams, another disappearing act these stories get worse THE WRAPPING PAPER IS SEE THRU; WHAT YOU SEE IS WHAT YOU GET you know what coming how does its make you feel up inside? lucid lunacy? maybe it’s too painful to listen to? i get it; but also LET’S NOT GET CARRIED AWAY WITH ONE AWAY OF THINKING is there only one true day when you’re truly you?! “last one, last one!” i’m sure things would click if i could speak to myself in person you’d like that to be the only option. in every story i’m the last one to arrive There’s no password to the palace but THEre’s ALWAYS Plenty of penne where that came from And you actually wanted more? That’s a crime if I’d ever seen it! Whoever owns that gold Mercedes’ doesn’t care, See how much people stare Wtf are the boundaries?! WE’RE ON THE VERGE OF SOMETHING SORTA Deja vu times two GROWING PAINSTAKINGLY LOVING ACHINGLY JADED SWAMPED NOBODY WILL TAKE THOSE WORDS SERIOUSLY IF THEY ARE IN COOPER BLACK THAT’S being AS DISINGENUOUS AS AIRPLANE FOOD PLAY THE MUSIC OF A VOYAGE ZOOM OUT, WAIT IT OUT CAREFULLY CALIBRATE COAST IN BEING, We can all use the same advice, we all have a different vice HISTORY WILL REPEAT ITSELF A LOT OF EGGPLANT, A LOT OF FACEPLANTS. Do what’s right and shelve expectations Calm down let the sun go down; No need for urgency The bigger the problem you make it the harder it is to fix U gotta live with em, The butcher the banker and all sorts The Divided and Conquered What’s your lake effect like, your chill patterns, Skip the parade, ignore the tirade Ppl go missing everyday in inaction When’s the last time you thought of anything? Wrestled with words from the future WHERE DOES YOUR MIND REALLY WANT TO GO? lie to yourself until tomorrow but don’t let guilt be the master of ceremonies ignore your priors We only know who a few ppls philosophies are And This thing has had humans hanging out on it forever! Being, here costs a lot but it doesn’t have to just listen to the leaves falling Choose a more abstract instrument, Hit a new neighbourhood of notes There’s gonna be another chapter, The worst thing u could do is live put THE RIGHT COAT ON, and Donald glover your way out of here You either use your superpowers or you don’t there’s Different ways of connecting the dots, Different ways of becoming I like erasing things in the dark, so you can still see the traces in the light Shadows cast In search of that anonymous feeling At the end of the day you can do it to death take a step back Those grey hairs and receding hairline might peel back a few more layers of the soul you`re Headed in both directions at once to the same point of view Sober up, soften up, offer up another solution There may be one point of digression but that’s a different story What are the magic words? what do you show? JUST ENOUGH TO KEEP THINKING JUST ENOUGH TO KEEP SINKING When we’re so entrenched in our becoming we become less If there was a way to replay every exact moment The day would cost less How did I all happen? How is this not amazing? Be careful what u wish for. Seasons Ago Standing in a lane that does not exist The sink is breathing What a gibbous Life is numbing Everybody has their own mess The voice in my head speaks in tongues Pass thru another day that’s an afternoon an hour Our own devices can destroy us Watch the replay Everyone’s another reality The best players stick to the perimeter there are many parts to this story It’s Not A neat knot Pour things down the drain in a bar Don’t get stalled It’s amazing how much we’re dying to share and how many of us die without sharing Scratch and sniff,touch and feel, remind yourself you are real The world of perceptions is a separate society Don’t let your house go up in flames The reason is clear We’re all Unhappy about how this is going and how this might end Ask yourself better questions You’re the only CANDIDATE for your role You’ve got the whole place to yourself Don’t let the story get stale Please make your thing happen we’ll all appreciate it This is what YOU do Avoid the soapbox Completely let go The only way to turn the corner is blindly Take notes in your dreams Work up then work down Avoid the automatons with kitchen shit constitutions (Don’t say that with the kids around) this is a BIZARRE RIDE THE FAR SIDE OF NORMAL PRESERVE YOUR NATURE Tenets Authenticity HOW DOES YESTERDAY SOUND? THE PAST? LOUD? Acting like the weather Another abstract disorderly digression Weird gears Years and yesterdays that won’t die tomorrow Drift away from the hills you die on Don’t lose the ability to try Don’t let the ghosts through your force field They’ll let you sleep forever; they want you to Keep imagining the possibilities Should there really be an old me hanging around clinging to the wall? its an exhausting contrast suffering in a shell None of these words feel better FATE can be MULTI-HYPHENATE A LOT OF SCARY THINGS ARE PLAYED OUT IN YOUR MIND BEFORE THEY HAPPEN DREAMS DELETED OUT OF ONE WORLD, INTO THE NEXT SENSES ARE SUPER POWERS CONTRADICTIONS WHO CAN WITHSTAND THE FALLS? SOMETHING GREEN WILL MAKE ME FEEL BETTER SOMETHING GREEN THE PRIVATE DOOR WAS LOCATED RIGHT BEHIND THE FRIDGE. THE ONLY WAY YOU COULD ACCESS IT WAS BY DAY DRINKING AT NIGHT SOME DAY RACE AND CLASS WILL BECOME MORE IMPORTANT THAN SMALL TALK ABOUT THE WEATHER BUILD YOUR OWN CASTLE A BUS TO TRANSCENDENCE WALK INTO A CHANGE OF PLANS THERES A FUSS THAT NEEDS TO BE KICKED UP DON’T EVEN bother WATCHing THE NEWS you CAN SEE IT ON EVERYones FACE IT’S NOT EXACTLY CLEAR WHY THIS PART OF THE PROCESS IS TAKING SO LONG TIME TO SADDLE UP YOUR POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS THE WORDS ARE CLEAR BUT THE PATH IS CLUTTERED THE THINGS U GOTTA DO TO MAKE IT IN THIS WORLD WRESTLING WITH THINGS IS SO EXHAUSTING I SLEEP LIKE A ROCK STUCK IN A STONE COLD SLUMBER HAVEN’T FIGURED IT OUT BUT EACH SEASON GETS BETTER THROWING AROUND ONE TOO MANY THINGS THAT DON’T MAKE SENSE IS THE SENSIBLE THING TO TRY PRESENTING TODAY HOPE, DONT EXPECT EACH DAY IS A POEM NOT A PROBLEM SLOW DOWN A MINUTE OBJECTS IN THE MIRROR APPEARs, CLOSER THAN APPEARS FORGOTTEN NOT LOST CLARIFYING PRESENT THOUGHTS REFLECTING WHATEVER HOLDS YOU UP, WHATEVER GIVES YOU SHELTER THOUGHT I HAD THE HACK WE STRADDLED SOME INTERESTING TANGENTS SHE REALLY KNOWS HOW TO MOVE THE GOALPOST’S WORRIED I DON’T KNOW HOW TO BE WORRIED IT’S BEEN A SLICE it takes TAKE TIME TO TURN WORDS DEVELOP A BETTER RADAR FOR GOOD PEOPLE NOT AT THEIR BEST, NOBODY KNOWS WHAT THEY’RE DOING FROM EACH their OWN SLUMBER CINEMA EDGE OF YOUR SEAT STUFF AS IT SHOULD BE the premise of our predicament WE KNOW OR FEEL; RARELY BOTH: I LEAVE MY RAINCOAT AT THE BOTTOM OF THE POOL I’M IMPERMEABLE FLOATING INSIDE MY HEART IS AN INTERNAL FLOATATION DEVICE I DONT HOLD MY BREATH THINKING ABOUT THE FUTURE BUT MY JAWS DROPPED AT MY FORTUNE THESE ARE ENRAGING DAYS THIS BODY WILL DECAY. MY MIND IS BLANK A URL SLUG GOODBYE HOLLLOW LOVE EVERYONE’S GOT A HACK lip service or THE EARS TO REACH MATURITY Spin the propeller on my hat take me back Somewhere uphill in silence Life is a long breathing exercise One unconscious decision to another An organic activity Deserving of commendation distance we can’t measure tomorrow we can’t see Where this sits will be unique So far a sorry storm Done gracefully Lip service paid and Im broke will written roadbumps ahead YOU CAN’T IGNORE THE FEELS LIKE AND THE SENTIMENTS OF EACH SEASON aLL WE ARE IS WHAT WE’LL NEVER KNOW I WANT NO MORE NOTHINGS WRITTEN IN STONE YOU FIND HAPPYNESS EVEN IF IT’S SPELLED INCORRECTLY WHAT’S GONNA HAPPEN NEXT? YESTERDAY IS IMPOSSIBLE TOMORROW IS NOT IF WE’RE ONLY AT THEORY PRACTICE WILL TAKE SOME TIME INEVITABLE SOCIAL UNREST OMITS REDUCTIONISM FREE FALLING THRU THE NET FOR A VERY LONG TIME WE’VE GOT THINGS WRONG THEORIES BACKS AND FORTH SOMETIMES SENTENCES JOG ALONG MY MEMORY WHILE WORDS WALK SLOWLY THE ACT OF FIGURING IT OUT THE SOUNDTRACK WILL COME TOGETHER MYSTERY AWAITS DON’T FORGET YOUR ANGLES sIT TIGHT This album stinks ROUTINE, IMPRESSIONS MEMORY LANES, BLIND ALLEYS A KILLDEER INDEED INVISIBLE ZOMBIES NONLINEAR REVOLUTIONS I’VE SEEN THIS SCRIPT BEFORE STILL PATIENTLY AWAITING THE SUPER BLOOM EVERy PART OF ME EITHER ISN’T SILENT OR ISN’T still I WILL ALSO FORGET ITS TODAY TODAYS PROCEEDINGS