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Tag Archives: frustration
No Useful Illusions
What useful illusions we once had are gone: that governments serve, that the lowliest pawns with slow forward motion may yet become kings. How quickly it seems that the simplest things become complicated and mired in deceit, and minor successes … Continue reading
Posted in Poems
Tagged catastrophes, disasters, frustration, governments, Hurricane Katrina, illusions, New Orleans, recovery
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Undertown
There’s nothing much that’s happening here in Undertown since they closed the old refinery and sent those pink slips ’round; Down at Cheaters they’re still drinking, but the jukebox plays the sound of old frustrations. It’s been fourteen years and … Continue reading
Posted in Poems, Songs, Statements
Tagged boredom, disillusion, frustration, isolation, pointlessness, small towns, unemployment
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Just One More Night
Leaning out the doorway with a joint in my hand Holding up the wall so the illusion can stand The ground it never comes up on you just the way you plan But it’s all right, sometimes Looking out the … Continue reading
Posted in Conversations, Poems, Statements
Tagged acceptance, boredom, frustration, recordings, small towns
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Just Go Away
Doctor, I am feeling ill; I’ve eaten all my young, touring the coast of Africa, going through the longboats with a fine-tooth comb. I’m a debutante at the Ball of Confusion, filling fishbowls with the Water of Life, burning the … Continue reading
Posted in Conversations, Poems, Statements
Tagged confusion, distance, frustration, longing, relationships, struggles
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If I Were, When I Was, What I Am
If I were still a drinking man, I’d say I need a shot; but as my self-made realm is dry I think I’d better not. If I were still procuring weed, I’d want to roll a joint; but all I’ve … Continue reading
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Tagged acceptance, drinking, frustration, medication, regrets, relaxation, self-medication
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Blues for Elijiah/Fallen Angels
For some reason, sitting out under the carport this morning in the rain made me think of a period during 1991 when I wrote about 30 songs in the course of 36 hours. It was a very strange Peter Gabriel … Continue reading
Posted in Conversations, Poems, Statements
Tagged cities, civilization, frustration, futility, irony, limitations, mass media, progress, technology
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Sometimes in Fits of Restless Pique
Sometimes in fits of restless pique I lose the will to even speak; and listening to voices lie reduces me to tears. I cry not for their souls in peril; no, but for a world that makes it so worthwhile … Continue reading