31 may

but it all washes away at times and the dark returns wetter and wilder than a dishwasher drivethrough with a rollercoaster carwash for dessert and it hurts to think it through but the truth is there is nowhere left to go but undergrund

30 may

even as the colds sort out and cut down the doubts that rewind clockwise every which wildway round there's a town meeting halls and a cat making calls while the jury figures out how to vote

29 may

change the script if you don't like the ticket -- if the wicket's too tricky then suck out the marrow and plant sparrows in the marigold -- a hand to hold is one uncounted and easily amounted to more than a total waste replaced by supposition and hypothesized by normal size ambition as a proportionate response -- glancing askance at the foregrounded conclusions -- truth in its own petunias set free and pushed again to bloom

28 may

and somehow the movement is slow enough to measure even under the unlit light the deepdark night or the truth made plain in candycane underline stripes over and over and under under until these truths too are made too self-evident to let hesitance stumble when its patience after all that tends to treatment

27 may

too late early or not here we come around the mountain with a crayon in each hand and alarm bells for the rest -- unimpressed with sabotage and much too soon for tea -- all that we can see is coming in the next long flipping pages

26 may

thick like a heat we can't get around too heavy like a cloud of wet of air of the wrong time of day bogging down the right to accomplish something but nothing to forget about as we let the doubts pile and our heads cave in sinking swimmingly through an overstuffed plate and a fate too full to be swallowed

25 may

step back from the track from the go to the gone with a long drawn out stare and the look to take the shape of space -- sharp turn to earn weight in attention to gain freight in mentioning we can only turn back home and the day can not remake

24 may

but in the meantime the realworld performance is interrupted by latenight protein schemes and an abundance of pickled thoughts freshbought and sole on to the highest finger raised in middling contempt while an unkempt middle class counts its own trash and cashes in for change

23 may

instead i stopped and turned the other way -- the play of light on the water the turn away from the sky when only the dark will do -- the separation of stages that page through the story -- only in a book we can feel the end in our hands and otherwise we wander blind

22 may

and maybe it's anger after all but ifso whenthen and wheretofor and more or less a broken angle far less than acute and more than obtuse while the truth sets free and the work makes please from thank you never heard even as echoes distract and mountains contract ridges as they dream of bridging gaps that collapsed in their sleep

21 may

before the story ended there were words to be said to be read to be left unanswered while the challenge to manage the pagination left a wandering ration overturned and tossed in beds too leadbellied to forgive and a sky like a sieve to watch over even as the undercurrent flows --

20 may

and it adds up which is to say subtracted over a protracted time period weary of the repetition and missing connections that might mean lessons if they were matched up but otherwise playing catchup with reality the way we see our health evolve and solve illnesses and other calamities with the normality of a walk in the park and a shot in the dark and away from the house where you live

19 may

on the edge of else the self turns in to outside angles tangled up in transparency and deliverance from the same game poorly played and without a chance of the dancehall madness we associate with the underweight disregard of enchantment we can't spend on these unseemly times -- these ungainly lines we must do without and doubt deeper than a thousand charity ball gowns and a zoo set up with blanks

18 may

slipping by and trying too hard to card the table the wool the sheep the sleep to shawl the farm show rodeo clowning around the fairgrounds and downtown to the end of the line feeling fine and then jumping off when the calendar blanks and the water tanks in advance set the distance soon and sooner now

17 may

apologetic anyway and still the rain -- wait until some other sound to take the next the last another -- cue the swallow, throat deep weight

16 may

but there is a fold in the sky a slip to fissure through a rift to slice sideways beside between the mean and the deep trends we can't tend without focus we can'd build without crocus bright hope in the brush in the crush that once fell and the smell of rust washed away -- the play that is the thing that means the end

15 may

say what you want but the circle won't square and it's carrots before swine in the shining time station on public broadcast imagination -- tied up with rewound disregard and halfhearted nostalgia -- dragged through the doodles for a romantic callout of doubt and skylines -- trying without fail to stalemate evitability with a plea and thanks for return to the ranks of the lost

14 may

like shoes underneath the desk waiting and watching with deep dark breaths of escape of elsewhere but also the cool shadow of comfort and the clarity of edges and corners right where they ought to be and no matter the doorbell the bar bill the rust of afternoon uncertainty -- the way the wary weight wears on and subtracts accidentally the strangled angles and the locked clocks that build calendar cages -- staging ground for the next left steps

13 may

step back to lose track and count the odd numbers only -- ambling through the even chase to erase memories -- to place a timer a ticktock underline to climb up and raise the angle on escape and other and other latebreaking theories too clearly distracted for for collusion into solutions of collaboration -- into stations of discourse unsourced and overstretched to catch us all off guard in the highpitched might with a bright sense of hope flickering low in the wind

12 may

play fetch with the catchup of the day and may fries be in pieces to build better bridges from -- crumb at a time and toe on the line when the race comes around -- ground to a halt when the malt shop closes and it all starts to melt

11 may

if it was important enough it would already be but we cannot dial the right tone the right of infrequency to interfere with hearing and also speaking -- seeking hope and certain courage -- the blur edge of night and the end of the week sharp on the fast track of hat trick mistakes and the fakeout wrists too twisted to hand it to you

10 may

stay open and float perchance to steam to fade to fray earlier than expected into sky from clouds too loud to keep their peace and slices of earth too silent to fall open -- widwmouthed and yawning with weary wonder -- wild in the worry of no more

9 may

weigh the alternatives and see what crop comes out on top -- adopt the path of least wrath and no woe -- crow loud and long and sing the wrong words to someone else's beat -- tune in to singlehanded happenstance and make up your own next advice

8 may

hope is a boat that wants to float but more a rope we've tied our hands with and more prepositions than phase out of phrase in the style of condensing of sentence condensation when we face the nation and talk the town out of parking tickets with a tricky stick we'd hoped was a carrot bearing down the boulevard searching for the heart of everything all right

7 may

may we live again and give a scan of mirrors seeing clearly what is there and not the rest

may we pres our hands to the window and take in light to keep inside against the dark

may we dream aloud and comingtrue like steps up the waterfall

may we find our better selves and let them take the rest from here

6 may

and out comes no sense not meant to turn left but there is no right to bear correctly directed to the sense of the thing but to bring more loops and certain disappointment on all fronts and faux hunts for a real causes a subjunctive clause as it may be hanging out and doubting the independence of the subject or predicate and bets off the table unstable as a rocker to be off on madly while gladly excused from the truth self-evident and misrepresented like a defendant with no just cause plausible or otherwise unkindly spilling out the truth beyond the point of usefulness and back again to fade

5 may

fading as head explodes to rain
to fall apart into space
to pieces of mind
inclined but unable
hopeful but unstable
wanting to give more
but having less in hand
in heart in pocket in store

4 may

rain at last
and the air replaces
weight of day slipping by
as another calendar cell block
chalks up experiences
delivering the fear of inner tubes
blowing and melting into wheels
to steal the show and paycheck
we can't get enough of
and shove all the bluff of
to fade instead to sleep

3 may

congratulations to the conversation's end
as if the start were quite as clear
though the heart can steer its own course
and the wear is worse than the bite
but the night is longer than remembered
and the sun may be long gone

2 may

pound expounding
play the pay grade
ground down with a frown's own second glance
with a chance of nightfall
where the curtain call gets its own
number busy number wrong

1 may

skip ahead to the next tpart
but there is only the in between
and no means to the end
but a mean end that means
more harm than good
as stood from here
and fear has something to do with
and we stew it up
so as not to overflow
in the undertow that otherwise
would have long ago swept us away