Monday, October 20, 2008

analysis................



the politics of nothing, rapid fire words of little to no worth except for those which speak directly  to the emotions of desperation, betray themselves for what they are, nothing more than another pitch, slow and clumsy, not easy to miss, hard not to give up, think that there is an easy answer elsewhere, somewhere with dreamy carefree trust growing on our shoulders, little babies not wrapped in ideologies but blankets of care and love, perhaps we are not simply tools for our manufactured desires, but this political process does nothing but reinforce this, to me, of course.  christmas carols will sing out for the faithful to come and behold, that one, the other, the one with back turned to everyone else but the few faith filled participants in the consequenceless game all are watching.  to what do we owe this pleasure, i think i have an idea, but there are no mirrors in our house..............

Friday, October 17, 2008

at last........


closure comes swiftly but in long strokes of time, i suppose that to call it training would be accurate, the process of living in slower motion becomes necessary and instant gratification could become a liability.  by all accounts we could be halfway there, but by what clock..............

Thursday, October 16, 2008

ground.....

what was once a punishment now seems like a long lost life skill, looking ahead is directly inconsistent with the goal, however it is the state that inhabits days and nights.  with what and where is the pressing questions to be followed closely by who and when.  no more questions, doubt only follows truth into the shadows.............

Monday, October 13, 2008

face the wall.......



seconds elapse as minutes progress, the ups and downs grow more dynamic.  words escape as the moment, the screen stares patiently, knowing the full extent of no tomorrowness.  the satire of living as if someone is watching, a product of too much time, not enough, but then again, no one knows.  watch the sky, watch the market, watch, a passive progressive privilege  but i don't have anything better to do either........... 

Thursday, October 9, 2008

listen hear..........

the horizon stretches out in front of tired eyes, choices made, for no reason feet keep moving, if for lack of an other, or alternative to motion.  one in front of the other makes for timing of idyllic scope, music to ears, hand to mouth, the excuses are numerous, the reasons are endless............

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

scuffle......


one after the other, flailing feet, gnashing teeth, a gruff display of power, illusory,  the intent measured on a sliding scale of damage done and effort displayed, nonetheless illegitimate, throwing water on a river, ripples will retreat from the source but will be swallowed ineffectively, no more no less..............

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

thrown into........


the wind threw caution and ended up with very little to show for its efforts, this is no metaphor, nor is it fable, it is happening now around every corner, out of sight, un-understandable, for the explanation or the illustration might just shake the soil underneath feet rendering new cycles, new cells, a rebirth of  previous obscurity..................

Saturday, October 4, 2008

gravity is.....

uncertainty is in the air apparent to only a selected amount of attention.  deemed necessary by some the quest goes forward, or maybe on is a more appropriate word.  always down and never up, the force of the sky slows even the most fleet of foot.  i cannot keep up with the intellectual 
properties or the changing of the guard.  there are no bootprints on my back that i can see but the ground underneath my feet isn't exactly solid.................

Thursday, October 2, 2008

white noise........


the biting of sound is almost too much to take, a biding of time, there are so many agendas at work, so many lives at stake, it is no longer a game, it never was, but comfort is numbing, concrete does not grow, it only cracks..................

the lines cross and.......


something for nothing, the imaginary has double crossed and now needs punishment, reconciliation with the blame game, recess antics designed to keep frightening scenarios alive in minds.  golden linings and raincloud lighting make for hyper-real colors and suspended animations, you have your orders, what are you waiting for............