Wednesday, June 13, 2018

the right thing

I always do the right thing
an it always turns out wrong

Tuesday, June 12, 2018

home, home in my head

oh give me a home
filled with Oxycodone
and Klonopin and Prozac, too
no, this ain't no joke
drink some water
don't choke!
on these pills 
that I'm handing to you

          home, home in my head
          where we listen to the Grateful Dead
          man, isn't this great
          like 1968
          maybe I'll smoke my homegrown instead

Monday, June 11, 2018


my mind keeps on spinning
out of control
with wild dreams and crazy schemes
it needs to unload
well, I've had it with their nonsense
now I finally see
that I own my thoughts
and they don't own me

Sunday, June 10, 2018

keep on walking

there are hills 
too big to climb
there are dreams
that I can't claim as mine
there are folks in need
and signs that read
no trespassing
it's either black and white
or shades of gray
but I keep on walking anyway

I have holes
in both my boots
my evil twin has come
and brought recruits
I've got polka dots
and intrusive thoughts
that keep harassing
but I don't give a damn what they say
I keep on walking anyway

come with me
let's have a talk
about what's in front of us
while we walk
there are budding trees
and harmonies
from cars passing
everything's gonna be okay
keep on walking anyway

Saturday, June 9, 2018


I can't imagine
what adventures lie in store
up in Alaska

Friday, June 8, 2018

if I was your therapist

if I was your therapist
tell you what I'd do
I'd smile and say I'll take care of this
that Freud shit ain't for you
yeah, if I were your counselor
tell you what I'd say
that life will make you bouncier
if you live a certain way

Wednesday, June 6, 2018

there are mornings 2

there are mornings
when I lie in bed
and watch dust particles fly
in the sun
and I find
that I sincerely dread
the morning still to come
with its headlines
and deadlines
matter of life and death
let's leave it for tomorrow
and focus on the rest 
of the day
what do you say?

there are mornings
when no amount of caffeine
can get me to face
the day ahead
and I find
no ones knows or cares what I mean
someone's found my dreams
and left them for dead
with my hopes
ways to cope
matters of life and death
let's leave it for tomorrow
and continue with the test
then we'll see
who will be
you and me