Wednesday, January 4, 2012

hang the jury

You could search me
but I’m thinking you won’t.
You could make all of this
go away, but I’m hoping you don’t
So, arrest me with your eyes
The case against me,
casually summarize.
witnesses that name me;
evidence to frame me
is strictly circumstantial.
Coincidences, mainly;
But I have my own alibis
and your insinuations
may not stick.
The jury has a price
so even if we go to trial
I’ll risk rolling the dice
The Judge and I are thick
as thick any thieves.
The bailiff has my back
and a dirty trick or two
up his own sleeves.
I’m not above taking down
a bird of my own feather.
Internal affairs can get complex
especially if the two suspects
are caught in this thing together.




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Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Down to my last heartache

I’m up to nothing special
I’m up to my old tricks
I’m up too high and way too late
to be playing pick up sticks
If I can't get down to the old brass tacks
ought'a put myself to bed
but I’m down to my last heartache,
so I’ll go with that instead.

I’m in for the duration
and a little off my game
I’m pretty fair at solitaire
but it always ends the same.
It won’t be long till sunrise
at least that’s what they’re warning
but I’ll just feel my last heartache
in the cold grey light of morning.

I’m out to gather rose buds.
I’m into plants these days

Down to my last heartache
it was bound to pass this way
O, its easy come and easy go
no matter what I endeavor
but the heartaches linger on so long
and the last one lasts forever.

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Sunday, January 1, 2012

playing patience


please take me in
I’m no stranger to you
are the days gone by
too many  for counting?

The image I see
is a light in the whirlwind
and time has caught up now
and left me behind

if changes are real
and the past is a phantom
clairvoyance and memory
are one and the same 
are we both playing patience
from a fortune teller’s deck?
are the chances we’re dealt
like a noose round the neck?

Oh, love me or hate me
but  please don’t ignore me
my suitcase has been stranded
in your house for too long

Embrace me or kill me
you’ll see that its still me
who waits in your shadow
and sings you this song



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