There’s A Difference

  There’s a difference In what we’ve seen You’ve sat idly I’ve been in the machine The belly & the bowels Breathing fire & steam I’ve stood the watch While you’ve had pleasant dreams

Trying Out Stories In The Morning

  Trying out stories in the morningTyping away on this ol’ machineThinking of something differentA genius the world’s never seenBut I can’t think of anything greatI guess I’ll get more coffee insteadI hear a whistle from my ladyI guess my love needs me back in bed

I’m Seeking A Truth

I’m seeking a truth within these fragmented words My thoughts won’t cooperate with how my fingers move Typing on this old handmedown machine to transform My mundane existence into a magical, deliberate groove I am not afraid to expose the flesh of a wilted soul There are no heroes in these parts, just broken misanthropes

You Didn’t Sell Out, You Bought In

You didn’t sell out, you bought inAt least that’s what you regurgitateBut you, yourself, are a cog in the machineGrinding out this state sponsored hateYou speak of crying in the streetsHeartbroken your flavor of evil didn’t winBut it’s a system of corruption throughoutWith each career politician speaking the sinWhere did all our heroes & leaders

I’m Tired Of All The Mouthpieces & Talking Heads

  I’m tired of all the mouthpieces & talking heads I don’t trust anything on the network news Congress & corporations are intertwined Aimed at denying our dreams if they could choose But I’m not going to buy into their systems I’m not going to line up for them to call me by name We