hello...i think it's time to come back here into this quiet space and put down words not designed for public social media consumption...only seekers shall find these missives...
...we find ourselves in truly weird Twilight Zone sort of times...i've been in a dark space for a while...music biz has slowed to a crawl, but new projects hold promise...playing bass has become my sole soul salvation...all of the world calamities from hurricanes to earthquakes, mass shootings to an idiot orange president have me on empath overload and focus comes hard...ideas spill out in random snatches, most times evaporating from view before i can grab them...

...there is a major wrinkle in the force...

it's been ever so long since i visited my little refuge of words and thoughts here...i suppose there is a direct correlation between that and putting so many ideas onto facebook...perhaps it's  because i seek the instant reaction and gratification available there...i will strive come back to this place more often, especially when in a lyrical or poetic mood...as i dig back through the archives, there are things that i barely remember writing and perhaps some good song ideas can be gleaned from them...so, even if no one other than me ever reads the shite contained herein, at least it will be there for whatever use...

early a.m.

oddly warm

desert winter

still air fills with

brown haze as new

year begins the roll of

days toward whatever

inevitability awaits us all

there are those who feel called

by god or other assorted voices in

their heads to lead us on the righteous

path while asylums are filled with ones

possessed with as much clarity and far more

righteousness and compassion and love

in the fight for simple dignity in a

world and time when dignity

goes to those who can

buy it and can't grasp

the worthlessness

of things...

full scale humbuggery

going on

up

in

here...

some move through life as if

dancing

to a soundtrack in perfect time

and others

stumble

a poem in search of a rhyme

some seem to barely budge

but are racing in their minds

others busy being busy

making nothing

burning time...

...some days i admit

i set a torch to...

play bass

stare into space

drink coffee

play bass

stare into space

repeat and replay

and all the time wondering

of coming days

are we finding ways to

turn the corner or have we

painted ourselves into one

wondering am i playing

a soundtrack to the crumbling of this

new roman empire

another night becomes

morning

sky lightens through

shaded window

chasing sleep

chasing dreams

ghosts tap my shoulder

tap inside my head

whispered fragments hiss

through dark air

Christmas carols and

twelve-bar blues

another solstice come

and go and some say

the last

as a grand cycle comes

to pass

three hundred sixty five

more circuits around

our nearby star

until we spin off into

oblivion

or wipe our collective brow

having dodged doom somehow

like a lucky drunk weaving through

galactic traffic

heaving and laughing

at our apparent good fortune

as the spinning continues

winners hoard their winnings

and say poor are such

for sinning

sitting here watching the cursor blink

waiting for the coffee to kick in

so i might more clearly think...

cruel summer has returned in earnest

and days are spent hidden in the dark

nights still sizzle and spark

marking time until coolness

and sanity return...

seasons will cycle as always

september is inevitable

clarity is not so certain...

hmmmm... dark in here...

Deep too.

;)

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