Get Used To It

Well, well, well-come
to another non-fictional
American morning, 2018.
Ready, fire, aim…
Get used to it.

Loose cannons, loose lips.
Ladies & gentlemen:
Get used to it.

“I can see it very well…
Take my word
he’s a madman
don’t you know?”

It’s all part of the plan,
I swear.
Get used to it.
We’ll take it from here.

Keep your TV on
with the sound off.
Get used to it.

Who’s a role model anyhow?
My way or none at all.
Keep ’em guessing, yeah we’ll throw ’em off.
Maybe we’ll think about it over a round of golf.

Stay seated
where you are.
We’ll keep you entertained
another hour.
Your role in this is critical.
Another day,
another curtain call.
Get used to it.

(3/11/2019 – Adams Point, Oakland, California)

Can’t Explain

Sunday morning,
learning the hard way,
“What goes up must come down.”

Hallowed be thy
nameless, natural causes.
Social science can’t explain.

Got the blues, yeah
I could use the color.
Ready for a change yesterday.

20-something
sardines in square tin canisters.
Laws of nature can’t explain.

Exit stage left…
Enter stage right.
Don’t look down.
Hold on tight.

Ain’t afraid yet
ain’t courageous when it
comes to big decisions.

Trust my gut and
trust my guru ’cause
mathematics can’t explain

why you left and
why you came back and
why you stayed. Thinly veiled.

Now we’re going places
heretofore uncharted.
Cartography can’t explain.

Exit stage left…
Enter stage right.
Don’t look down.
Hold on tight.

(2/23-3/3/2018 – Adams Point, Oakland, California)

As the Crow Flies

As the crow flies east, so do we.
Deciding when to say goodbye ain’t easy.

Since I was a boy, I dreamed of California.
Back when I was twenty couldn’t imagine it could come true.
Then I was twenty-five, arrived and never dreamed of leaving.
Since yesterday I knew we had to.

We came, we saw, we conquered our-
selves & all this golden state had to off-
er us, it was abundant. We’ll
be back again.
(You’ll see)

Loving hard for a time’s just fine.
So’s heading out when the time is right.
Import now, an export then.
Prodigal stranger in a once homeland.
Bringing that which can’t be left behind:
Sierra blood, Pacific mind.
Oakland heart, wild San Francisco nights.

We came, we saw, we conquered our-
selves & all this golden state had to off-
er us, it was abundant. We’ll
be back again.
(You’ll see)

On the wing.
Riding on thunder & wind
through the plains in dark of night.
East we go, as the crow flies.

(11/14-23/2017 – Adams Point, Oakland, California)

Firewood

Modern matters
of the midnight mind.
Chill in the air,
lights out time.
Ain’t it funny
being part of a crowd?
You go in.
You go out.

Firewood.
Firewood.

Domino theories.
Four letter words.
Go ahead,
your own terms.
California
clock it ticks.
Chaos theories.
Seeker phase.

Firewood.
Firewood.

Should I stay?
Or should I go?
Add a log?
Stir the coals?

Where you are,
close your eyes.
What you see –
whats that sign?
Palm trees nod.
World slows down.
Give your love a kiss
soon as she’s around.

Firewood.
Firewood.

Giving is
letting go.
Are you leaving
for the other shore?
Outside sources,
let them be.
Concentration.
Gradually.

Firewood.
Firewood.
Embers last ’til the light of dawn.

Firewood.
Firewood.
Embers last ’til the light of dawn.

(10/22-23/2017 – Adams Point, Oakland, California)

Of, By & For the Long Haul

Of, by & for the mind
that finds the comic, common ground
and wades in the deep end.

Of, by & for a time
offline, the age of error and trial.
The jury’s still out.

Of, by & for the long haul.
Of, by & for the long haul.

Of, by & for a town
that scrapes its knees once in a while,
goes inside out, -side & off.

Of, by & for the country
slow and steady go the valleys and the hills
the golden traces, the unmarked trails.

Of, by & for the long haul.
Of, by & for the long haul.

Of, by & for the quiet
Sundays when the wind chimes fly
Empty’s okay. Empty’s okay.

Of, by & for the evening
fire puts the day to rest and under
starry night we settle in.

Of, by & for the long haul.
Of, by & for the long haul.

Of, by & for a few
whose multitudes make you-know-who.
It all builds and gets better
when we’re together.

Of, by & for the long haul.
Of, by & for the long haul.
Caravaning through it all.
Of, by & for the long haul.

(9/9/2017 – Adams Point, Oakland, California)