A Follow Up: Below Average Day

I am writing this well in advance

Hoping to cope with the reality

Of what is new

What is old

What is the new me

And how it all works

Works

Works

Barely

Working

The Tranquil Giraffe Unkown

Vote for me

Vote for me

Vote for me and you will see

I am the savior of the problems

No problems will persists

The world is in peril

And I the only fix

Vote for me

Over here in the corner

I have my chest out to be the proudest

And what better but my voice be the loudest

Forget the sick and poor

This country has so much more

You can see in my gold gilded hallways

Make it rain when its already pouring

No tax return no ability to audit

Thank goodness no one caught it

Vote for me

Even though its over

I already won

The problems we face

Have begun

To be undone

There is no check and balance

Goodness no

Just silence

Silence

Where we go now

Deep into depths of regret and unknown

 

 

Wren of Premonition

A wren of the future bird

Eyes filled with glossy cover

Singing the notes of a future uncertain

Pulling back what remains in the dark

From a pulled curtain

The lazy have come into hold us

The land upon us

Troubled for profit withholding

The truth was never unfolding

A small drip from our brows

Idealistic until now

Strap the hood on and walk out into the cold

If we never try I guess we will never know

Never coming together

Never falling apart

We all now have to do our part

 

 

Sieve

To each their own

Front page celebrity

To the wholly unknown

For me and my wife

Unbeknownst to us a home

Rather sips and gravitation on the road

Everybody has a home

I am told

Those with simple desires

Even those whose desires are

More bold

In New York City

Rather a pass through

Than a stable

I wish I could say it’s home

Unfortunately

I am unable

So my heart wonders

From Oregon to the

Waters of Florida

I wonder if there is a place

Where our daily life is full lived

Rather than having it go through

The city sieve

No complaints

Restrain from bad words to give

It’s just my worried heart

Weighing out the negatives