oh, it's always more important in the morning

what with it being 4:30ish when i posted that, i'd forgotten about my dream blog, hence the 4:21 post has been moved to there.

i need to decide to either conglomerate all my blogs into this one, or do a better job of maintaining their specific purposes and allocating my posts accordingly.

oh music, music you are my solace and my comfort this thirsty thursday.

i need a better line on things more soul-sustaining. i feel like painting, or drawing, for real - not digitally. something big and bold and brimful of meaning.


this my excavation today is come and gone
everything that happens is from now on
this is pouring rain
this is paralyzed


i'll keep throwing down two
hundred at a time


and it's hard to find it when you knew it
when your money's gone
and you're drunk as hell


and your back cracks
as the stacks you load
in the back with the racks
in stacks you unload
on your back with the racks 
and you're unstacking your load


i've been twisting to the sun
i needed to replace
and the fountain in your front yard is rusted out
all my love was down in a frozen ground


there's a black crow sitting across from me
his wiry legs are crossed
and he's dangling my keys, he even fakes a toss


whatever could it be
that has brought me to this loss?


and your back cracks

as the stacks you load

in the back with the racks

in stacks you unload

on your back with the racks 

and you're unstacking your load


this is not the sound of a new man

or a crispy realization
it's the sound of the unlocking and the lift away
your love will be
safe with me