The Gita

The purpose of life on Earth,
the nature of God Supreme,
the form of Infinity,
the story of You and Me:

Everlasting and at once
One with the One,
One with the One.

Second to none
One with the One,
One with the One.

Let me become
One with the One,
One with the One.

(2/27/2019: Irish Acres, Mount Horeb, Wisconsin)

Get In, Then Fit In

Real chip off the old block. (Get in, then fit in)
Freeze: this is a stick up. (Get in, then fit in)
Welcome back to the nuthouse. (Get in, then fit in)
Grab a uniform and a dose of doubt. (Get in, then fit in)

Twice over to the third degree.
Go forth, plead the fifth if it pleases.
Conceal & carry couple selves around.
Medicate, medicate, and make friends with Jesus.
Oh yeah and did I mention?:
Get in, then fit in.

Why make up your mind when we can make it for you? (Get in, then fit in)
It’s a mighty fine service: do as we say we do. (Get in, then fit in)
Follow closely, take your foot off the brake. (Get in, then fit in)
This is how it’s done, just watch the tape. (Get in, then fit in)

Twice over to the third degree.
Go forth, plead the fifth if it pleases.
Conceal & carry couple selves around.
Medicate, medicate, and make friends with Jesus.
Oh yeah and did I mention?:
Get in, then fit in.

Naturally unnatural habitat.
That’s that. Adapt.

Bad luck? Chin up.
Then get in, then fit in.
First get in, then fit in.

(12/4/2018 & 2/11/2019: Irish Acres, Mount Horeb, Wisconsin)

The Small Print

This is for your own good,
no bones about it.
Ready your solar plexus,
here comes the hit:

Should’ve read the small print.

Validation:
quick-acting.
Gratification:
short-lasting.
How did it come to this?

Should’ve read the small print.

Foresight unseen,
mind-over-money’s spent
hand over fist.
We’re prisoners of the moment
who should’ve read the small print.

Whole kit and kaboodle,
well-documented.
Recall, recollect
the signs and the omens.
Somehow smiling nonetheless
because as I said:
We’re prisoners of the moment,
prisoners of the moments.
Should’ve read the small print,
prisoners of the many moments.

Prisoners of the many moments.

(2/13/2019: Irish Acres, Mount Horeb, Wisconsin)

That’s Saying Something

Another narrow escape.
It was close this time.
Near self-destruction.
Hit the override.

Peerless, peerless,
that’s no positive thing
in this case:
Break in emergency.

That’s saying something
though I can’t say what.
That’s saying something
not yet out of luck.

The former, the latter,
the prior, the past.
Point is:
I’m looking back.

Show me the door,
show me the door
I’ll walk through it.
The pleasure’s yours.

That’s saying something
though I can’t say what.
That’s saying something
not yet out of luck.

Life of a buccaneer
appeals to me;
start as an intern,
raise the jolly roger.

Skulls & crossbones.
Red eye, red eye.
Done a double take,
Look closely: I’m alive.

That’s saying something
though I can’t say what.
That’s saying something
not yet out of luck.

Not just yet.
Not just yet.

(12/21/2018 & 2/9/2019: Marcine’s, Mount Vernon & Oakcrest Tavern, Madison, Wisconsin)

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)