Life is full of dead end shortcuts
Trying to make it easy
And willing to give up
Long term success
Will find you working hard on Sunday
Meeting your friends for drinks
Monday
And listen to them complain
About life
Lifecuts
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Tag Archives: Art
An Ostracized Welcome
For some reason
The feeling of isolation
Does not bother me
Ostracized
Rather than welcome
Is something that I find welcomed
For in the subtle disapproval
I found
Holding steadfast
To my own principles
Some will appreciate this
Others will laugh and dismiss
Find something
Refuse to cave in
It has taught me that what people
Find important
Is not always important to me
That is all that I needed to see
To understand that if I stand tall
Don’t give in
The reward of being me
Alone amongst a crowd
Rewards the soul more
When I fall asleep at night
That is really all
I can ask for
The Coffee Worker’s Friend
There is something refreshing
About the corner spot for coffee
The workers have converted to friends
Now we share information
Swap city tricks
Watch the crazy’s
Get our kicks
It makes life better
To know when you need a break
I have a couple of friends down the block
For a cup of coffee
Wake up early
Or head in late
Just being there
Make me feel alright
Calculation Mishandled
Mathematics
Mere asthmatics
Done on fingers
Counting
Adding
Subtracting
One off
Two down
Now the implied
Does not have solid ground
How could I have mistaken
Forgotten or impatient
I must re-add
Multiply then subtract
Look for signs of hope
Continue to go forward
Rather than look back
State or Unstable
Let the day slip
Let it slide
Why not just give in
Pay for one more
Overpriced
Taxi ride
Fall short
Give in
No matter
What
State your in
You have to keep up with the city
Or it will flatten you
Leaving you thin
And brittle
Unstable
And dwindle
I’ll hang on
Give it all
For my bones will hold thick
Not allowing me to fall
Weather or Whether Not
The city sweeps past me
On days when I can’t get up
Blowing past
Places to go
Whether the weather
Be clear
Or snow
I rest while the worlds whirls around
Outside my window
In a place
That never slows down
Express Success
The teetering success
Hinges upon the ability
To express
The words communicated
From mind to hand
Delivered neatly
Thought out
Without distress
These words exceed
Or fall short
That is no fault of my own
Just a lack of understanding
New territory unknown
The Eager Morning Awaits
Some days I count
Other days are spelled out
Each letter taken
With care and attention
T
Thunderous and thoughtful
Thinking it through
O
Offering wonderful oblique
Opaque moments
D
Dazzling distractions
Distant drunken cousins
A
Ample amounts of inertia
Aching in mornings
Y
Youth charged nights
Young and yearning for life
Returning to metrics and numeric
Counting days
Passing like reflector strips
On the vacant highway
1
2
3
Passing by the seats of you and me
Today we take each moment
Cherishing
We try to own it
What we say
What we do
The eager morning awaits
Me and you
Unthunk
Unthunk
Uninspired
Money
Mind Wired
Sad
Disappointing
Dust off the envy
Know what you know
Pick up
Go
Cost Driver
What drives cost
The cost maker
Takes us passenger
Recklessly driving
Swerving
No idea what where we are
Or were we are headed
Corporate HQ wants to know
How it can keep
Every penny free
Food becomes commodity
Consumed by you and me
The cheaper it is
The less I recognize
What it is I consume
They will be selling air
At higher margins
Very soon
I’m just trying to make rent and stay alive
While the money type
Keep costs low
On this reckless drive
A Cup of Songwriting 