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not much else I can do, or is there?

  Will the others tell you?

  At the end of this day I’ll have some money in my hand

  A 16 hour day but an amount so small the elites would think it’s quite bland

  Spent $50,000 just to earn the minimum

  But when I make it, we’ll see what elite means then

  Rogue Ranger

  Picture the late evenings

  Wishful beginnings

  Never returning

  What does it all mean?

  The same words twisted

  Hopeful dance diminished

  Change your ways

  In order to be someone these days

  Solo is wrong in too many ways

  Be like us, to rejoin the play

  Preposterous notion

  Rejected at first mention

  Evil pariah

  No messiah

  Kill the messenger

  Nothing’s stranger

  You are the Rogue Ranger

  Change your ways

  In order to be someone these days

  Solo is wrong in too many ways

  Be like us, to rejoin the play

  Today

  Longing

  Waiting

  Express yourself

  Not too much

  Embarrass yourself

  Fear envelopes them

  Get away

  Difference is wrong

  Sing a new song

  Acclimate to our wrong

  Never question what we do

  We’re always right

  Didn’t we tell you?

  Spit on him

  Throw him down

  Steal his crown

  There are too many like him

  Fuck you and your self righteous shit

  You’ll never write a hit

  You’re scum and you’ve missed it

  I don’t care what you say

  Today is My Day

  Put me down to feel okay

  I’m making it today

  Difficult passage

  Constant mirage

  Lost soul

  Searching with no pause

  No Santa Clause

  Or any good cause

  Get away

  You’re done

  Find another someone

  You’re not our son

  We don’t care what you say

  Today is Our Day

  Put us down to feel okay

  We’re making it today

  Anoint

  Difficult few months it’s been

  How to realign the ship?

  With the broken hip

  No room for another slip

  Do others make mistakes?

  Maybe not

  I’ll continue on my cot

  In the empty house

  Eating and smoking

  Reading, mind exploring

  But not much snoring

  Agitated state

  They point and desecrate

  They’ve learned to acclimate

  Shut your mouth and use what’s presented

  In the amazing wide world, where youth’s been stunted

  Barriers constant no matter what I present

  Be like us and we’ll accept you

  Otherwise you are just a fool

  With no tools

  To right any wrongs

  Or write any good songs

  We’ve left you before

  We can do it again

  And this is the last

  Reflections of the past

  Spread rumors to prove your point

  Correct, we can’t anoint

  Pacify soon

  Before the next noon

  You already know the tune

  The Deed

  Girl with spray on tan looks on in amusement

  Fighting over the easement

  Flashing to get his attention

  Causing misdirection

  What was my purpose again?

  Calming presence

  Lusty persistence

  Overwhelming ambivalence

  Duplicated sentence

  Nothing to my name; not even a cent

  Just take this to cross over

  Then it’s all over

  Move over

  She smiles with delight

  Is tonight the night?

  Overwhelming urge; she knows how to entice

  Make your move; she demands

  Taking him by the hand

  Thoughts are lost, head is gone

  Why not this one?

  No love here

  Simple physics, then a beer

  Treat her gently in this short stay

  Both want it this way

  Quick interaction, both succeed

  Then both walk away sealing the deed

  No need to sign on the dotted line

  It’s all that was needed this time

  The Others

  Run away; getaway

  There’s nothing here anyway

  Too much pressure to go back

  Not of the stock; not anymore

  Can’t buy that in the store

  Take back the accusations

  Unfounded reservations

  Based on assumptions

  Not who I am

  I know who I am

  Not changing to please

  Quit with the tease

  And stupid fees

  I am me

  Hark! Upon the ship on high

  Golden moonless sky

  Will you ever try?

  Don’t ask why

  Participate in the settlement

  Improper placement

  Causes stalled advancement

  Fix yourself quick

  The Others will poke their stick

  Incite the flame

  Anxious to blame

  But you do have a name

  They know you be name

  Right Way

  Longing for the right way

  But, what is the right way

  Who has the right to say?

  Does anything direct our play?

  Lost beings bouncing around

  Until happiness is found

  Anything to prove ourselves

  Filling up our shelves

  Useless items to amuse

  That we’ll never use

  Dump it out on the lawn

  Then burn it up before the dawn

  Lay back and yawn

  We’ve made it

  Made it to what?

  Nothing. And we know we’ll be caught

  Destiny rounds the corner

  As ignorance recoils in horror

  Ashamed what it sees in the mirror

  Avoid the error

  Make up for last time

  Save at least one dime, every time

  Bread

  Eat some bread; then pass it down

  Drink some wine; then pass it down

  Don’t spill on your gown

  Satisfy the senses

  No worry of the border fences

  Savor this one meal

  So we don’t have to steal

  Warm up your heart, and give new start

  Push away the cold heart

  This IS a new start

  Time to play your part

  Enjoy the words

  Enjoy the view

  Enjoy the future in front of you

  Make of it what you will

  Don’t take that pill

  It will make your more ill

  Unless you want to conform

  In order to perform

  Peace not war

  Love not Hate

  Others will hesitate

  Accustomed they are; they always go on

  Always part of the human song

  Can we thrive without the tension?

  Working in some unison

  Objections to hearing of faults

  They’ll fight to the death for their lot

 
; Not all will object

  Many will re-elect

  New beginning and a fresh start

  We can inject

  Only if The Others don’t interject

  Eternal Night

  Wholly swallowed and none followed

  Disparaging comments on the board

  All aloud

  Flightless, digress into loneliness

  Victim of own uselessness

  Spirit prances in the distance

  Eying next spring with persistence

  What of the Beast?

  Broken hoof and the White horse is out; Black out

  Electric surge as the beast speaks up

  Sipping from the golden cup

  Original thought draining

  It’s still raining

  New day is still out of sight

  Immersed in eternal night

  Reflecting

  Where are the answers

  Reading books from the old writers

  Are they there?

  Are we connected?

  They’re all gone

  Taibbi is here, he’s good

  The Rolling Stones’ ones always could

  Modeling after

  Emulating after

  When do we fly past Saturn?

  Is it my turn?

  What does it take?

  My favorites are too soon gone

  I’m the same type of son

  But what’s the point; is there one?

  Who asks these questions?

  The overall narrative

  Why are we here?

  Why not make it good while here?

  Had to put Kerouac down; too connected

  Eerie feeling; finish when less reeling

  Hemingway. There’s a man

  Am I even a man?

  Male. Is that enough?

  How do you prove you’re tough?

  No worthwhile war to die in

  Is there ever one?

  What was the purpose of the past ones?

  Was anything solved?

  Hear the melancholy dissolve

  Aching words, memories won’t be solved

  No solution

  Except one

  Move on

  Fast

  Faster

  Before there’s no one

  Wasted Year

  Awake again in the middle of the night

  Thoughts producing too much fright

  Haven’t had a good night; in who knows how long

  It is the reason I write these songs

  What will it take to have happiness again?

  That woman has crushed me, and I can’t keep falling

  Have to be with my boys

  But to be employed

  Tired of shit jobs just to squeak by

  Long and lonesome is the night

  Move east to the frozen wasteland

  Something that was never my plan

  But have to now

  The woman knows how

  To force me to do what she wants

  Leaving our once dreams house while she point out faults

  Winning was most important

  No regard for the life spent

  Another wasted year to get through to the other side

  Happiness in the end may be a lie

  Radio

  Damn Radio in the enclosed studio

  Hate the strong connection

  Too many times heard this one

  No realignment needed

  Keep proper speeding

  Black dove waits till next evening

  Laughing spirits excited for their turn

  Take the wheel; my turn

  Phosphorous energy

  Lightening in front of me

  Black eyes, Dark light

  Immense fright

  Don’t worry; you’ll be all right

  Leave the ground

  Capture the last remaining

  Gain new standing

  New group rejoices

  Splendid voyage

  Block out those creeping in

  Can’t take on all the sin

  Forgave

  Forgot

  New times are bought

  Black Fly

  Imaginary visions of hope

  Walking high on the tight rope

  The answers are still nope

  Who will lessen their stance?

  Allow the new dance

  Not sure if they want to give that chance

  Running out of ideas

  Rehashing same memories

  Busy worker bees

  Season of the falling