Sunday, October 31, 2010

Making It Right

It's not how you act,
But how you feel,
But not in terms of your emotions,
But in terms of your zeal,

For other people, whether good or ill,
And that's what will determine your act,
Coupled with your ultimate ends,
Which determines how they'll react,

Because it's not how you feel,
But how you act,
But only if you care what people think,
And some people don't care about that.

But they're not alright,
They're kind of like a psychopath,
It's just they're not diagnosed, as such,
If they've also made a lot of cash.

Saturday, October 30, 2010

On the Field

Half of what you're doing,
That others find unique,
Is only understood as something good,
Depending on how you think,

Those around you are related to you,
Foe or friend or not important,
And guaranteed, all but the second one,
Will absolutely leave you short,

Of the proper recognition,
That you may or may not deserve.
How many people do you know who are loved,
Come across as a total jerk?

And it's alright,
How many people do you know,
Who dazzle you with total emptiness,
And rob you blind before they go?

Friday, October 29, 2010

You About Ready?

The feeling of nervousness,
Inflicts everyone.
It fills your body when you know what's coming,
Is of importance,

Of some kind, it could be that,
You're afraid you might succeed,
And there will be more expected of you.
And you're afraid that you're easy to read.

And then, there are others,
Who might actually impede,
With actions outside of your control,
Doing what you need,

To be alright,
And that means not caring,
What others think as you conquer the world,
With abandon and daring.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

To Be Alright

Have you worked really hard?
Like really, really hard?
Have you spent years working really hard?
And now the next question's kind of hard.

Have you been doing what you want to do?
Like really, really want to do?
Or have you wasted years working really hard,
At something that isn't you?

And is it too late to begin anew,
And do what you really want to do?
That, is, do you even know what that is?
Though, you'd be alright, if you knew,

'Cause to be alright,
The things to do are two:
Know what it is you really, really like,
And work hard at it, too.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010


Here's what life gives you,
Other than lemons,
Because those don't exist before the things,
I'm about to tellin'.

It gives you some indistinct idea of who,
Or what you are,
Which gives the illusion that somehow,
You can figure out more,

But if you're honest with yourself,
And that's also impossible,
You will admit the only thing you're sure of,
Is what helps you escape being individual,

Which is when you're alright,
And what one truly calls art,
Those moments when there's no mistaking,
That of which you are a part.

Monday, October 25, 2010

The Secret

It is always worth it,
Saying, "what if?",
It really forces you to understand,
What it is,

That makes you feel like there is something more,
To life, than the struggles you have.
There are moments outside of time,
That go by so fast,

During which you have no thought,
But for what it is you're doing right then.
That is art, that is ecstasy,
That is absolution,

For not being alright,
Every other moment of your life.
You couldn't live content for ever, anyway.
That wouldn't be a life.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Great Weekend

There is one quality,
Shared by everyone,
Who ever felt that life was worth living,
Beyond fornication,

And that is the perception past the details,
Of how you're going to survive,
To the awareness of the big picture,
Viewed from the other side,

Where it is not about how you're treated,
Compared to anyone else,
But how you treat the people that you meet,
Forgetting about yourself,

Because you're alright,
Just start with that,
And your optimism will infect those,
Who aren't on track.

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Sun Tomorrow

As the chill of the fall night air,
Falls softly on your bare shoulders,
And slowly travels through to your bones,
To speak intimately of soldiers,

Of love who fire from their machine guns,
Of final fantasies,
The message they were given as death,
To you, who wants none of these,

Your smile belies the darkness of the night,
And of your soul,
Just as your hands are lifted up high,
With a sword in both.

And it's alright,
As long as the Brown-eyed Susans are really dead,
The poison gas of indulgence,
Will never seep out of the holes in your head.

Friday, October 22, 2010

Good Luck

Patience is a virtue,
Because it helps yourself,
Because so much is dependent on the actions of others,
That you must put on the shelf,

All your dreams and desires,
Until you can pick them up again,
After everyone else's anxiety,
Forces them to upend,

Their own plans, if they could only have waited...
But then, again,
For at least someone to realize their dreams,
Not everyone can be patient.

And that's why it's alright,
For people to fail,
Without dark, there can be no light,
And there's no success, if others don't fail.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Until You Know

You always have to work at it,
If you want the benefits,
Of getting something super rad cool,
And knowing why that is,

And if you lose it all, well them the breaks,
And no big deal for someone like you,
Who's had it before and can get it again,
Just by doing nothing new,

And what's the difference anyhow,
Whether you have success or poverty?
And yes those things are actually opposites,
No matter what you read.

And it's alright,
Working hard's not what it's cracked up to be,
All I ask is that you leave some time,
For me.


You cannot just do something,
Once and leave it at that,
Until you've done something like it so much,
You're like indifference on a cat,

And somehow there is a point,
After practice makes perfect,
When it only ruins the naturalness,
And moves you into fact,

Which is not life, but a facsimile,
Taken from a photocopy of a depiction,
Shredded and then piecemealed back together,
By a electronic technician.

And it's alright,
If it takes a while to get there,
It's better than going nowhere at all.
And that is certainly not rare.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

On A Plane

Flying high, over the world,
Okay, over a small patch,
With very little keeping you alive,
But, not thinking about that,

But, instead, living your life,
As if nothing's threatening it at all,
Not being prepared for the eventuality,
That the house of cards may fall,

As might you, through the morning light,
On your way to a standard rendez vous.
Oh, if you could only see into the future,
You'd be rich, wouldn't you?

And it's alright,
That's nothing new,
Nor is the fact that keeping on keeping on,
Is all you can do.

Monday, October 18, 2010

Of A Sudden

Just like the movies,
Life imitates itself,
And when you show out of the blue, like that,
You imitate no one else,

With any sense of decency,
Or belief in your,
Own right to do what your heart tells you to.
And, I guess, that's what hearts are for.

Until the time when it anihilates,
Everyone in your path,
For that is then not living, at all,
But life imitating death,

But it's alright,
Like global warming creates things anew,
You piss of those who want no change at all,and that's something life would never choose.

Saturday, October 16, 2010

The Dream

You will always find that,
A fire's on the way,
Even while you have less possessions,
Than zero, anyway,

Because there's life and then there is life,
In society,
And if you're not in debt in this one,
You're drowning in money,

And we always say we will get out of it,
And we truly live that belief,
Which also is a necessary component,
Of this society.

And it's alright,
You never know what might happen.
You could find yourself trapped in a mine,
Selling your story, "When I Was Trapped In"

Friday, October 15, 2010


Can you read someone?
It seems some people can,
And that it helps them get what they want,
Though that can't be the only scam,

For there are others who are oblivious,
To the intentions of those around them,
And who, yet, get exactly what they want,
With very little effort.

Oh well, who are we to wonder,
How this world is made?
With so much success and even more failures,
There's nothing in the plan best laid.

And that's alright,
It just gives hope to all those who,
Can't seem to make ends meet.
Oh, am I talking of you?

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Making It Work

Some ways are never harder,
They just require a certain skill set,
Like telling you how much I love you,
Without you getting upset,

Like doing the same over and over again,
And not letting it go stale,
And not ceasing to innovate,
Because that's how you don't fail,

To realize that the grass is never greener,
Just a little hard to see,
And knowing that, shows you it's better,
To nourish your own garden with seeds.

And it's alright,
Even if you don't understand,
And get upset, anyway.
I'll learn to live with the reprimand.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

To Get It

It can sometimes happen,
That all you've ever done,
Culminates in the realization,
Of the source of your motivation.

And until it does, you won't believe it will,
And when it does it's like it didn't,
Because the question now is what do you do,
Now that you're finished?

Because life is really that cruel,
You're either searching, or you've finally found,
And finding only leads to getting drunk,
Or resuming looking around.

But it's alright,
You don't want to settle down, anyway,
Or you would not really be living,
No matter how much you can afford to pay.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Don't Really Feel Bad For You

Some things change so quickly,
You may not even know,
How things were before,

Always know your options.
And choose on the fly,
Because without the former,
Life will just pass you by,

And with the latter, too,
Because you have to be aware,
Of what your doing at all times,
To truly care,

That things are alright.
But, maybe you don't,
And only want to live the glory,
Without any of the hope.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Tomorrow, Maybe

What you think the problem is,
Is, to a certain degree,
From a specific perspective,
Not related to me,

And it's not fixable, by any means,
By going through the act,
Which, superficially, would be the result,
When you truthfully react,

From circumstances, naturally arrived at.
Yes, it's not easy,
And requires participation by everyone,
Not just me.

And it's alright,
You will never know,
If you don't really listen,
Don't you know?

Saturday, October 09, 2010

The Grass

You say you are not,
In the place you want to be.
So, please, explain exactly, when you imagine it,
What do you see?

Do you know the specific people that are there,
And how they act in every single event?
What is the weather like, and what's the climate,
Of the government?

Does everything just seem to fall in place?
Are you happy all the time?
Was it hard to get to where you are,
Now that everything is sublime?

It's alright,
You don't have to answer right away,
You probably have some more imagining to do,
Before you really understand what you say.

Friday, October 08, 2010

The Truth

There's so much to know,
In this creation,
You could be a sponge and fill yourself up,
And not get close to the realization,

Of how much you fall short of everything,
Though thankfully the brain makes you believe,
There's not much left, and besides, what there is,
Is something to leave,

For others that need it to function in this world,
As contributors to society,
Because your powers would be wasted,
On something like cleaning the street.

But it's alright,
You are completely wrong,
And know no more than anyone else,
In relation to what's really going on

Tuesday, October 05, 2010


There is no real way,
To get any farther with someone,
Than you are at the moment,
Even if you've just begun,

Because the act of intimacy,
Is an illusion,
It's just a belief that takes you into yourself,
But you are still only one,

And don't be fooled by the words,
Of the other person,
She is only talking to herself,
Using you to create a conversation.

And it's alright,
This isn't unique to our generation,
It's what poets have said since they first opened their mouths,
If you were to listen.

Monday, October 04, 2010


Oct 4
There are some moments,
That are purely your own,
That can't be touched by anyone else,
Unless they leave you alone,

Unless they accept the fact,
That no matter where they're at,
You do not exist,
And that is that,

No kids, no dreams,
No way to go,
To meet you anywhere,
Until you can show,

That you're alright,
And then after that,
It's like nothing ever happened.
Can you handle that?

Sunday, October 03, 2010


You're never on sure footing,
When progress is your aim,
Because you have to rely on others,
Which is an uncertain game,

Especially the way that you go at it,
Confident in your own approach,
Like the talented player,
Who sees no value in a coach,

Or advantage to team mates,
Because you don't want to rely,
On others, which was the whole point.
Welcome to why,

Our team's not alright,
And never will be.
Until you learn to have some faith,
You'll always thwart your destiny.

Saturday, October 02, 2010

Never Too Far

It is impossible,
To do nothing,
It's all about how what you do,
Corresponds with your dreams,

And there's no such thing as going too far,
Astray of where you want to be,
Because paths in life do not diverge,
No matter how it seems,

And we are no further apart now,
Than we were in our teens,
When we were wondering where we'd be now,
And if we'd be married.

And it's alright,
That we went our separate ways,
Somehow, I think we are closer than ever,
Since we have our own bills to pay.

Friday, October 01, 2010

Why You'll Make It

Sometimes, you will feel sad,
No doubt about that,
It's unavoidable in your case,
Because of the stage you're at,

Like when you take the harder choice,
When given the choice between me or him,
Who promises so much more, yet is much more risky.
You're a glutton for expectation,

And so you sit there, getting drunker,
By the minute,
Instead of facing what the world demands,
Because you don't want to see it.

And it's alright,
That's why you're going to be alright,
And accept whatever comes your way,
That's revealed by your decisions light.