It’s not like we struck gold

While playing one day

We worked hard

And I am not well

That great big thing

Takes my attention

But Sabbath, you know?

And the acknowledging

Thats the way to be

Blessed in my body

And shame on me

For elevating noble things

Way far high above me

And frankly me and you

We traded a big part

And could have had

The same result

Or better

If we had rested

So, thankful for sure

And wiser

Assuming that

It’s not like we struck gold

While playing one day

We worked hard

And I am not well

That great big thing

Takes my attention

But Sabbath, you know?

And the acknowledging

Thats the way to be

Blessed in my body

And shame on me

For elevating noble things

Way far high above me

And frankly me and you

We traded a big part

And could have had

The same result

Or better

If we had rested

So, thankful for sure

And wiser

Assuming that

61 did

What a day

She gave her sticks to drum

Masterful

But wise?

Maybe.

I liked it.

And such wonderful discussion

I hope it went

As well as I think

Then 61

A sweep

A correction

Almost died

The it is

The loudest person

Goes down as the villain

Though to the devil

All say, “You’re so sweet”.

It’s very hard to see

What with all the cotton candy

How venomy is the smile

How crushing is the disdain

How absent is the care

How blatant is the utter inability

To notice, really notice

Anyone else

And forever, you know

Forever with no chance

Of winning ever

And yes, people become known

Yes, they do, but who has the time

My babies will be ruined by then

Don’t very wise men

Become known as very wise men

When they know a hopeless thing

When they see one

Good captains shout

Abandon ship

How dreadful to endure

A grave

That green needs a name

Cause it is new

It happened once

For the first time

This morning, right?

So what should we call it?

The kids were there.

Should we have them name it?

Or should you?

But you probably won’t.

You’ll say, “no you”

And I’ll insist

And you’ll say, “I can or you can”

And I will simply want you to name it

And you’ll say, “if you want”

And I’ll say, “it is what I want”

And you’ll say, “what should we name it?”

Knowing full well that I want you to name it

It is always the same

So so so much time wasted

Blocking the rains of caring

And holding the lightening bolt

It’s a maddening never ending thing

To name the green

All the joy

Every drop

Is gone now

And I’ve stopped drooling

About the name

Dance dance

Are we all doomed to be tiny heroes?

Are we all born to be limited souls?

Are we paced to plod just a little high?

Are we ever permitted to bow low?

If so, on all of these things

Then who, who holds the cables

And how, as it is in this humanity

Can tired woes keep from breathing?

Break the bridge and know you’re home

Break the bridge and stammer

Find the time to right the stein

And drink long and drink long

And stay there and settle in

Field the whole, hunt them all

Just show them merry

And model something truly grand

If you keep secrets from me

I’ll remain a mystery

And the perfect shade of we

Will never be seen

If you hide, duck and dive

I’ll master brand new highs

And I won’t stay for goodbye

You are missing an I

Itching honesty

Straight up lucky

Made it worse

Made it better

Have you seen you

Not flattery

Ok just a little

But beautiful blue

Face and eyes

And I was honored

To help you

And enjoyed you

Past the end

Round and round

And a smile

I’d like to, you know,

Really know you

Say

Have we ever spoken

Have I known you close

I’m thinking not

Cause, where’d you go

Sneer

But I meant it, but oh

You don’t see it

Or perhaps you

You don’t believe it

Joshua tree

And now I understand

You’re wild alone

Lovely over there

That’s worth mourning

Say

If we ever sail

Make it a small ship

Make it a long trip

The only way we’ll ever

I go to work

Everyday

And see you lay

In an old place

Where you live

Like a cartoon

Known, not liked

Known, not held

Known, not tightly

And I wonder

If the world goes round

20 more years

Will anything have changed

Or will you continue to be

Consistently unexceptional

I don’t know

Have no idea

Am at a loss

Could you just

Man up

And quit

And leave it all better

Than you found it

It won’t be difficult

The man standing on an ant hill

Will never be called a climber

So cut the crap