Tag Archives: individuality

The World is a Small Town

Posted on December 22, 2006 by John

Don’t want much, but that’s all right Nothing much happens here on Saturday night Get laid, get drunk, get in a fight Maybe all three Maybe at the same time Don’t need nothing, but that’s OK Nothing much here to … Continue reading →

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Play the Game

Posted on November 7, 2005 by John

At some point, it doesn’t matter if your bank account gets fatter or you end up with the most expensive toys, always playing at high roller with illusions of control or desperate attempts at mirrors, smoke and noise. Despite all … Continue reading →

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Careful With That Rhinestone Axe, Eugene (Radio Free Nashville)

Posted on October 25, 2005 by John

Johnny Cash said that Nashville’s had a hard time figuring how to sell country to New Yorkers with boots. It’s a national advertising demographic thing now. Well, country ought to be personal and interactive. Nobody in new country makes you … Continue reading →

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Against The Grain

Posted on July 26, 2005 by John

If knots formed in the wood have turned the grain in a maze that wanders no continued line nor runs a cogent phrase, then those who go against it are not veering from a norm, but rather seeking patterns in … Continue reading →

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From The Trial of Nesorna

Posted on June 18, 2005 by John

CHORUS: If far too often fate seems to be fixed and all for nought, pray you remember this: of our own choosing are these states of life, both law and ruler from among us rise. ‘Tis in our hands, that … Continue reading →

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Let Words Escape

Posted on April 25, 2005 by John

Rescind your tortured sentences; let words escape like AWOL soldiers past the fence, like sullen rocks that would grow wings like birds and fly out into fresh experience. Rethink your injured poems; let each line cascade in a cacophony of … Continue reading →

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Society’s Man

Posted on April 13, 2005 by John

Society, your dream would have me beg for pittance from a cruel employer’s hand, and from my knees downward, not use my legs, preferring that I genuflect, not stand, to act as servant, bound to divine whim that your appointed … Continue reading →

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