Diminishing Returns

You know you want that second cup of diminishing returns.
Determined to repeat yourself, watch your flagship crash and burn
Rewards are worth the work and these laurels can’t be bought,
pushed or shoved, or slipped between the cracks out a welcome that you’ve worn.
How lonely a mile is when you run in place.You’ll have a hard time keeping pace.
Awards for second place?
They’re the furthest from your mind.
When the glory that awaits you here is but a train ride.
The loneliest smile is when you lie in state
You’ll have a hard time saving face.
It’s a lonely coronation,
It’s a fleeting love affair,
They brushed the veil of desperation
from your eyes.

Kidney Stone

Take a little time off, try another tack.
Maybe something like a Tet offensive?
You knew the war was far from done,
Lost a few battles then the whole thing came undone,
It’s not the rolling can of corn you thought you’d always see.
And you knew, you knew.
But like plastic bags in city trees, a lesser soul obscuring all one’s dignity,
You’re reaching through the leaves and branches helplessly.
With no evidence, your defense rests, and the court you’re holding is adjourned.
You knew your work was far from done,
and cutting corners wasn’t helping anyone,
Notice how the old standbys stand by no more?
A high-step march through a low-hung arch, life was sleepwalking, just passing through.
With a jeweler’s touch, perhaps you’ve thought as much, life’s no kidney stone
passing through.

The Shameful Demotion of Pluto

Land of no sea, sky with no sun,
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run
What’s never seen by the naked eye,
Your guess is good as good as mine
No living thing could call you home,
What built you up is what brought you down
Was it just desserts, were you not aligned?
A fallen star is so hard to find.
There was a time when you stood tall,
Confused but proud, and bound to fall
And your icy pose is a blurry glow
You had your time now it’s time to go
So long my far away fancy, farewell, farewell
Farewell my far away fancy, so long so long.
So long my far away fancy, farewell, farewell
Farewell my far away fancy, so long so long.

Multi Colored Rings

Your tilted axis smile
belies a moving target agenda:
You’ll come and go as you please, come and go.
This I know
You wear multi-colored rings
like hula hoops caught in a turnstyle
And when everyone sees green, you see blue
But don’t bleed, don’t bleed blue.
But it’s alright, it’s alright
Blue’s entirely fine to bleed
It’s alright, blue’s entirely fine to bleed
Bleeding colors leave you gray
Bleeding colors leave you gray

I’m a Capsule

You never see the stop sign, the flashing lights,
The knobby hands around your neck,
No curtain call forthcoming, just graying strands, an hour glass;
Your best made plans don’t stir the heart or hands.
You may have seen it coming, but you didn’t say a word
You never see it coming, and you never say a word
Brace yourself for a valiant fall, you’ll say “I don’t want to leave you, don’t want
to leave you”, but you will.
So you prune dead trees with the coming of fall
and water the weeds with no thought at all,
You’re out of options and now you play?
Yes, you may have seen it coming, but you didn’t say a word,
You nerve see it coming, and you never say a word
Queen Anne’s Lace across my face
Plastic eyeballs set in place
When I was rushing, I would run
Passed the gravestones, now I’m one
So brush the dust off me, I’m a capsule
Come and read about me

Used To Fear Math

If they fire you, everything is alright
Never hire you? Everything is alright.
You’ve got a lifetime to keep yourself down
So if they tire of you, know enough to breakdown
What is fine with you and leave the dredges behind,
Every now and then we’re bound to lose our bearings
Drown in buckets of blues.
Do you wake up every morning thinking everything you’ve grown has gone to seed?
And every opportunity is stashed away as someone else’s dream
The futile calls for curtain calls from throngs you used to see, what did they mean?
Anytime you think you’re going to lose your bearings dump those buckets of blues.
Just have a good mind to find a good heart

Get a Room

You had a message, to settle a score
The wherewithal to write it down as you wanted
Take it home for the night
You’re distracted by the straphangers haul
Pushing and poking holes in your liquefied love
But don’t be offended. Don’t take this a slight
Get a room, any room,
Get a room no one can see
Get a room,
A room to rent, a room to let yourself be free
lip-locked, luminous, no one can see.
Don’t take offense to these unruly passengers,
As the lines of taste are drawn, and lines of taste are crossed
Lines of taste are drawn, lines of taste are crossed
Get a room, any room
Get a room no one can see
Get a room, any room,
lock the door and toss the key
Get a room, Get a Room,
The lines of taste are drawn, lines of taste are crossed
Lines of taste are drawn, lines of taste are crossed.
Get a room, Get a Room

Union?

I don’t care what color your parachute is
And I pay no mind as you cut in my line
A cursory nod of the head and away I go
I’m happy to stand or walk in these shoes.
Misery loves company, and there’s a line behind you
Don’t kid yourself if you think I’m a parody
of a feeble minded ne’er-do-well.
Your insincere tidings, resume linings, greet every day
You and your lot in your Windsor knot ties.
Cest le vie, Stripes all over me,
But I got mine the hard way
How lucky we are to be all going down together
On separate rides, but just the same,
You’ve gone miles from the box our lives arrived in,
Some lose the tags, some don’t return.
Cest le vie, Stripes all over me,
But I got mine the hard way