31 august

fan the plan as it flies away astray and unforgivable the deliverables notwithstanding and hardly handing it to you and through far enough eventualities like sea breeze in the ocean current affairs unsolved like 80s mysteries the histories turned to synth

30 august

dog these days but raise this sunshine that blows mind over matter like scattered evidence depending on the quiet dawn reflections for directions to point to and while you are at it trap rabbit habits jumping up the down trend to upend the lending trees we reason off of and cough lots of words away then stay off the path until home

29 august

on the storm beyond the warm the add-up breaks down and shakes up the full cup to overflow underworld having hurled the dark parts to the long scape and the covered capes with the costal hopes in remote control patrols up and down the delaware

28 august

wait until the wonder wanders halfway through the ether or the other direction with course correction paid off and laid out the night before with scores of sacrifices rolling dice is there no other game to play?

27 august

just enough to roll over to pull clovers from their roots same as dandelions dark as disregard and hardened intents like the rent we play for living for giving up and turning down as the rounds go rogue and the rich turn poorly

26 august

the wrong month to touch down and unfounded circumstances fine romances and all those kindnesses remind us of the tricky ways we stay together we weave the weather into worry wonder what and cut out all the middle notes to sharp to falter flat

25 august

the gusto you must know is faked and the ache of uncertainty we see and look away from like a numb tooth socket unlocked from its cargo as the stars go out and the boil ticks off steams trains and leaves the trees against the wind again -- 

24 august

an apologist for missed opportunities will soon see the reasons for worry for wander for hunger and thirst unrehearsed and disenchanted like scantily addressed misconceptions and missed connections streaming right on through to morning still dawning een now oddly enough in some certain zones of time

23 august

like a dog day bike rack -- a halfway laugh track with a camouflage circumstance and hidden packs of gum humming along the interim to sink or swim the laps that mean collapse in any other language

22 august

sustainable like a rainable parade waylaid by circumstance and dancing like fantastic bike elastic stretches catching to release and keeping like peace split into a thousand pieces of eight weighted by silverquick mettle and ire

21 august

the wonder of blundering through to truth to useful inhibitions and sacks of remission unrelenting having sent in the reinforcements for a course meant to treat and not trick like a lick of cents would pay for and that's way more than a dollar to holler at or to shake a wonder tricked up leg and down wind -- back to begin to beyond to behold

20 august

leftover like a cloverpatch circle sign aligned with the stop we hopped while chasing the days in and out of circumstance we dance our light magenta and plenty of incentives that drift out and peel off like the cough we can't shake until sun breaks the blank

19 august

core strength on the shore banks like a ragtag shuffleboard two by four and a rucksack full of nevermind -- we leave behind our best regrets and memories we haven't caught yet -- too far ahead to leave us behind on a map we burned at the bridges

18 august

overdo overdone undersung twisted back like a laughtrack override hands high and river waltzing a cattle call thinned out by filters paper and ceramic steel and flavors too dynamic for blooming for looming large enough to charge bluffs and listeners off the next cliffs

17 august

let's sleep in like a swimming pool full of fools and floaties remotely matched with the cash and carry consortium still sorting out the rise and fall of the romanovs the empire lost to a tricky history with mystery turned up the spine

16 august

glorious like a chorus of roaring of scoring too many points to disjoint and reconvene like a scent too graphic for traffic or a trial too hidden for markers in dark bursts of color or raindrops of else of the selfless view of the true wonder of blunders leading indirectly straight to grace

15 august

melon like a felonious monk caught in the trunk of a runaway metaphor -- torn apart and doubled down like crowned kaleidoscopes and hopes eternal springing in our ears to the cheers of the marsala or some other french type sloganing the rogue endeavors off to reflections and straight across the buns

14 august

cooled like a foolish fire escape having jumped in a lake and barrelled through the blues brothers smothered remembrances the lost chances and the harpsichords too bored to recall and too sweet still to stall in a sheep shaped dog and pony show

13 august

keep out the doubts and roll in the dough, sewed tight and wound warmly like storms in the middle of a knockdown dragout bout of indecision -- the collision of a million drops of pickup and the trucks that keep on walking their own beat

12 august

the foggiest of ideas with the emptiness of a magnet just onesided and closeminded like forgotten repertoire -- the diner noir of a black and white entree matinee set to close the curtain as the film spins off the reel

11 august

nowhere to stun to gun the engine willing and fabled like a mystery history delivered to a comic shop and made the drop while no one was looking -- cooking up the ingredients for a fast-paced escape while caped like a superhero prima donna -- wanna get out all the creases while the catch and release is still at play at bay like a hound resounding unfounded like a crop of uncertain pieces waiting on assignments for alignment with a goal they'll never know -- 

10 august

like a guess we stress test rather than behavior we savor like carrots comparing the where it's when we defend against all comers the numbers we can't count on and the long drawn out race to the finish line rewind

9 august

melting like a skeleton key unblocked and spam broken tokenwide and slot long with blurred throngs of indecision knowing something needs to happen and clapping hand against the future stitched up too tight to the past and breaking down too fast to last

8 august

sooner or later gonna cut 'em down like a frownface limousine crash splashed across the dashboard front page -- all the rage with caged beasts and rising yeasts exploding into dough by row by rising horizon mild and dictatorial a clean pictorial of the wrongs uprighted and ignited like dandelion suns too bright for lawn mowers and too weak for oar rowers struggling through the straggling and dragging through the weeds our needs and more our worries heavy as a breakneck speedboard disregarding laws of space and time

7 august

what i mean to say is we play our own rewards from borrowed hands and stiff demands of the library reference variety -- the piety of sorrow in a single bowl of soup and the usefulness of trying one more last ditch effort diet -- 

6 august

call out the doubts the wait the inbetween scenes we weight so carefully to scare fully developed roles into holes and hiding -- riding on intuition and wishing for the better rather than the best to test the universe's sense of humor

5 august

adding up the trash out the certain doubt the dawn breaks the sky takes another look at its chances and dances wolfwild and eighties child style like a cantaloupe escape hatch down and ready to compel to release and catch what the next best guess is pitching this time

4 august

but by then the doors seemed too far away and it was hard to say if they were open or closed anyway so instead a different path with no map to follow but some row to hoe and a landscape to earthquake to shock into order into forward freshward new

3 august

little pieces overwhelmed by wholes by goals unfounded and shots rebounded too many steps ahead of red lights and blue lines that shine iridescent in maximum efficiency with glimpses we can't get through sight but views too true for eyes --  

2 august

an extra one another more and stores of folds holding on like gone acres and chickadee landslides the grand wide open and the knocked dinner bell well and good enough like pancake disregard and hardhearted mystery twisting unlisting and pulling up mistakes to turn perimeters to dust -- 

1 august

remind me never to ever while the crickets sound while the ground rounds and the rattles roll - we poll the audience with a preponderance of caution - the adoption of concern unearned and paying off too early -