Tag Archives: disillusion

What Really Matters

Could be bitter; what’s the point? Each generation must anoint its own legion of heroes to cut down. Complaining they did not pick me this time around seems to be another way of sinking in the ground. Between the cracks … Continue reading

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Out into the Rain

Standing at the window, staring out into the rain, past the point of caring who or what may be the blame. Innocent and guilty sometimes are one and the same; we don’t make the rules, and yet we still must … Continue reading

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I don’t want to spend another uninspiring hour in a smoke-filled bar pretending that I care about some great rebellion, or the poetry of freedom, dropping names of people that I wish were there. Even if I felt like drinking, … Continue reading

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Gospel of the Jester

Sometimes, you write something that still resonates no matter how much later you rediscover it, or in how different a frame of mind you are from when you wrote it. The Gospel of the Jester is such a song for … Continue reading

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Isn’t That Something?

Haunted by a hurricane that made it clear who does and doesn’t matter; you learn to keep your mouth shut, though the beer you’re drinking tastes like muddy water; You’re told just pretend that nothing’s changed because illusions tend to … Continue reading

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Beyond Hope

Abandon Hope, all ye that enter here; forsake that vain and selfish childhood bride to drown her sorrows in a stale warm beer, and unencumbered, dare to step inside. There are no maps, no hackneyed turns of phrase, to guide … Continue reading

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A Million Years

Just like we’ve done for a million years, we strike out blindly in the dark in fear. Some use rocks or bombs, that’s their choice; me, I use music, my words, my voice. We each know nothing, but take on … Continue reading

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