Friday, October 15, 2010

justwrite 15 october

keeping it honest doesn’t mean you have to keep talking saying everything letting it all fall out no doubt there’s some benefit and a fair bit of it to let things go but there’s no show with the flash that cashes itself in and the exchange rate is a strange bait to set out there it’s share and share alike a bike and a helicopter the rock stars and granola bars I can spin those words together too and I can make a lumpy stew worth eating every night and each bite will taste sweeter until the end of the pot maybe a pot hole or maybe the open soled shoes true that’s not a good idea but someone’s buying someone’s got a glassbottom boat that leaks like a mote of a good idea blown up into something bigger and messier the stress tests are all getting passed and the gas prices are getting trashed out behind the convenience store and in the front too and what’s more we’ve got a story to tell we spell out our industries and we sell off investments no one’s got a name spent in an ill-gotten way we can stay off the street but when we smell those frying onions there’s something that comes undone and there’s nothing to turn back against into and through we are eating our way into the winter gotta toughen up gotta grow a gut and a fur coat and each remote chance turns us on from a distance there is no dance worth jigging there is no rig worth climbing for any kind of diamond what you want is something real something you can feel but not only with your eyes an undisguised surprise when you find it and wonder who could be behind it and I used to think I knew but it’s true that times change and the cast listing got rearranged we’ve taken pains to pass the blame to the right sectors but the collection leaves something to be rethought and when we’re looking in the plate we may find our fate is skimpier than tea leaves in the midmorning breeze shuffling those pages replacing those rages with sorrow and brushing that down moving it along singing some other song the words of which haven’t been practiced the lack of lesser pain the greater the gain and some other sort of reversal the rehearsal of some thoughtthrough knowledge learned in some elementary college we can spell and we can read and we know that we can succeed but where’s the need in propping up the product when people know about buying there’s no disguising the selling if it turns sideways to a felon there’s no backstreet there’s no retreat and this is someone else’s story there’s no glory to be offered up in that direction just an insurrection in the making and no one bringing home the bacon

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