Thursday, August 30, 2012

Untitled 1.3.9

The sounds that tell me so have lost their way and just let go
In that place where those sounds echo into the night
It's the flight that takes us away, we go
And then here I am just lying here again, thinking about the old days

Whatever happened to our youth, remember when we were free
We always have been. It's not where you are, it's what you have seen
All the pieces in the puzzle
A lot has been forgotten

The friends we make along the way are all we have
Eating and drinking together and talking late into the night
To be here is to realise
What the things are that make you want to live




Sunday, August 26, 2012

Modern love

The fast lane is chock-a-block
full of cocks
pizza and beer and no fear
50/50 draws for meat 
nobody shows up to vote
But for the singers and lip syncers 
Television celebrities dropping like flies 
Everyone is off their game, it seems
Speeding along in the night with the lights out
Pop music on the radio
We are the ones they all hoped would go far
But who sit and cry in the dark
and wonder what the hell happened
Yes, these times are interesting
and hold a certain flare for the spectacle
I mean, the only substance is abuse
How could we be so obtuse?
The parking lots are full and the meaning is lost
The mirrors look back at us in disgust
The trust has given way to greed and lust
and the other 5 sins that make us a winning team
Our monuments are spires in the sky
and they always have been
The obscene dream 
The glass castles of brass and tears
keep us busy late into the night
And up again early in the morn
I think we all know where we are going with this
Elections are a cycle of spending and never ending
nationalistic, atavistic trickery
even the stupid are caught out in it
Keep those ships shipping
Keep the wheels turning
Keep those trains running on time
The worst thing in this world is to be late
To not communicate is a minor inconvenience 
that bleeds into wars and cancer
It is what we do best, to not talk to each other
But we can all drive cars
and fuck like porn stars
And pretend we know just what the hell is going on.



Friday, August 17, 2012

It's coming
They say
A time when all life on Earth
lives in harmony without reproach
A time when the weekend won't matter
When autocomplete doesn't fix all our sentences
Others do. We do.
When we have answers for all our questions
That will never happen
At least, I hope it never will
We need the mystery
But some of us need all the answers
Like a ravenous demon
Hell bent and hunting
We shall cower, cloaked and closeted
until the time comes to strike
And we shall do what we were born to do



Monday, August 13, 2012

Using a Crane to Kill a Fly

Sell the farm, you mutherfuckers!
Don't you know the bottom is about to drop outta the continent?!
You drive those cars like they were rentals
You live your life like it were a rental
You mental, incidental destructive messengers of truth
The only thing lost is your fetish with youth
Now we are all old and we are all getting that way together
With coupons and morons deciding the day
This shit will certainly never go our way
The people, united, will never be deleted
Like the old man from Jaws,
the shark always eats you in the end
they wouldn't have it any other way
Same old story, same old way
Violence screaming at me from the TV
In voices and a language we can understand
Death from above, death by chocolate
death by cigarettes and over-education
and the infiltration of ignorance as the new normal
that and drones and clones and little phones
that run our lives and organize
And emphasize the agonizing reality
that we all will die
when we least expect it
even those that commit suicide
change their minds
Shut up all of you
and let sleeping dogs lie.

Monday, August 6, 2012

The way things ought to be... or might be...


Jack Daniel's has a very nice trademark lawyer


Patrick Wensink has posted a very nice and friendly cease-and-desist letter from Christy Susman, a Jack Daniel's company's trademark lawyer, who were concerned about the cover on his book Broken Piano for President. The JD lawyers offered to help pay for a new print run.