30 june

waiting for what to be over but no check to run no sign it's done but the ache that takes apart and the heart heavy curtain certaining the signs like a mine field that can't be owned -- the stepping stones to elsewhere and no caring how the rest plays out

29 june

and when space runs out chase the doubts around the corner and mourn her steps that kept apart hearts beaten by discreet meetings and sadfaced tambourines -- the means to an end all callout and the doubts we left for dessert

28 june

have a plan and scan the bar scene for a code meaning its own reward is self-scored like a hardcore renegade glass of broken lemonade ready to conspire on the causes of retirement while we've all spent our present tenses shifting into past

27 june

no time to unwind the designs that remind us of our former selves -- drink us to each other's healths like so many stale alarm clocks right just once a day with a taste for noodles and expensive fruit -- we show ourselves the door before the rest can point the way --

26 june

there's no room to tune into and the market's still parked close enough to the road to mow over with disregard and a hardwon right to be left alone --

25 june

all along the fencepost the way most roads get built is the spillover happenstance of a river running out of bounds like a ground that streams or a dam that wells like the swells down on front street and the discreet treats all left behind when the circus packs its tents and rents the next stretch of highway on the way to otherwhen and heading for the else

24 june

something like an echo but when we go quiet there is nothing that follows that swallows the gulp that took down the underground hope choked on its own diet of try it and see with the disregard of hardened disappointment too long gone to sing along with any of the right words heard in some maybe once dream

23 june

and while it seemed the sky was falling it turned out to only be the ceiling and a feeling that the rest might not be right side up for some time with a fine line that couldn't be crossed and a mental smile that couldn't be flossed jagging out the breaks and cracking up the gums

22 june

instead i dug deeper as if to find a way out by continuing through though instead i found mud over my head and beyond and the light fading but all i could see was down was dark was a mistake to swallow over and again and scan from every angle until it came out true and the useless way is to play it all backward and see if it comes out right next time

21 june

longest day away awake a fake consciousness missed like an undercooked potato the way to get fresh with less composure the full disclosure has got to empty and while it's many words too wise to surprise sense i can mention no way through on the way out and the stacked doubts pile over like closer than excuses and the truth is i'd rather go under

20 june

and when i opened my mouth to fix it the storm came out loud and sharp and the sky broke on my tongue and i couldn't work through the damaged shards of discarded language of calm of soothing apology and instead the water rushed to fill the space left behind

19 june

skip ahead but it's past too fast -- into the future emptying out and the doubts pile high while the why turns to not and the answers we've got unravel on a travel schedule we can't get through and a truth too self-evident to hesitate over like a clover searching for an extra leaf

18 june

thought about skipping ahead but instead reconsidered the figures and subtracted counteracting the sentiment like a bent spoon at an ice cream parade and a cake made of antidotes ready for the launch: all the missing metaphors and all the angles right packed inside a suitcase for the other side of night

17 june

still often and soon enough there's a tough turn away and a playback of some distant apology recreating a scene meant to have been done with but the two bits and the haircut shave like medley that the harmony gave back in an ill fitting suit gives a clear sense that no one gets the picture

16 june

instead away and the blankness the space chase aside the other side of possibility when seeing is no cause for belief and hoping alone leads to no relief -- there are other answers but the questions are all wrong and there's a strong chance i'm breaking it down myself --

15 june

swoon and you lose the beat the track back to some other forest where the trees take it easy and the river just goes like a cloud just floats between appointments but it's totally disjointed when i can't keep it together --

14 june

don't hold your breath if what's left is half a dime and you haven't got time for the heartache -- it's a quick take and a right fake and when shooting nobody scores with the doors closed but it's an undertow with an overbite that keeps those cats in bed at night even as the creepers call out and the donuts halve the holes

13 june

tune out the otherwise and capture the sensation of indescribable circumstance conspiring to lead the generation of a quick-uniting nation divisible but forgivable and circling back again with a scan of the standard checks and the long form redirects ready for the steadygo functionality of a crossing guard circus and what's worse is that whistle really blows--

12 june

although at some point toward the end i can tell this is how it will wrap up and i stop in the middle of a surfire revelation and with no certain hesitation i turn cold and hold close the words -- closer until there is no thought of opening again -- until the time is gone for good

11 june

no other way to stack the deck but turn the neck and all fall down -- crown the toe and dotty eyes with hyphenated half surprise and a partridge in apparel with a suit that just won't sit although it rides as it wishes and the plaid shows room to grow --

10 june

to the moon and over the rainbow like a carpet ride supplied with magic tricks 'cause when it sticks to the floor there's so much more to hope for like looking up in an overflowing cup of hands commanded to wave and when this line is done we'll be stunned to find where it's landed unhanded and unwilling to pay syntax

9 june

recorded voice angled in the pixels of otherwise the surprise of a reflection collected from all the wrong angles like a tangle of accidents best spend in a dark room though there's a new swoon incoming and ready for the turn

8 june

and somehow there was more on the list although none had been missed earlier this was an alternate stack of columns and rows and transposed transliterations congregating in the alabaster hayloft -- underfed and overprivileged with not a bill too soon

7 june

when it's right nothing is left on the table and it's clear that hidden is more than the delivery received -- the catch and release that treats the punishment and recognizes the invisible -- united and divisible into relevant strains while the stretch remains untenable before the snap which isn't a break or a step we don't need to take because when it's good it's good and otherwise forget it

6 june

had a few words to share on this occasion but i kept dividing them up over time to give away and by the time it was not they'd all gone and i stand here before you having shared so much that i have nothing left to give and even less left to say

5 june

In the meantime I'll find my own happenstance renegade alarm clock to ring out the underwhile tickertock parade metronomoe roaming home and checking tones from harmony to fiddledeedee mischance glancing in the rearview for the home truths that still have yet to air but it's a fair tear out into the countryside for the run and hide confusion to someday catch it up...

4 june

with room to grow the undertow is wiping out the wasteland the disgraced hand dealt by nobody no good anyhow winnebago applesauce surprise and if that's not how you see it then so be it and give just as good as you get --

3 june

had an underground answer but the lights went up and the flash blew me off and the might was no more -- there are other things to say but they've all been sad before and the page will run out no matter what we say

2 june

another cantaloupe i think as the carpet grows long and the sky thickens with heat - meet the wonder in a halfway errand with little left to chance or a map that meant no nevermind ever finding more reasons to season the wood and the calendar too like a true and tied tasted underground revelation shaking the notion all the way back to the fruit aisle and beyond -- 

1 june

nevermind the feeling fine and empty handed dandy like a turned down blanket an upset applebarrow wheelcart turkeyleg surprise with the rise and the fall of the cattle call undergroound railroad trailblazers dunked like an afterthought mistletoe with no room left for cream