Reconciliation blues
quest to be fair
no mandates over there
always on your mind
life so unkind
detest
no rest
protest
at best
conquest
request
address
with tubes hanging out of you head
get a jab
if you're feeling kind of lonely
tired of hearing the bologna
get a jab
Bad blood runs deep
history repeats
humans learn nothing
Lon says, "I'm coming, Uncle Ned"
your guests will soon be wed
under a stormy backyard
organ grinder pumping hard
here I sit without a point
die right here
stink up the joint
When I was young
I could hit a home run
got around the bases with ease
with age I struck out with rage
first base was a distant place
are the whims of our children
Too many mansions on the hill
not enough shelter for the people
Triple glass of wine evening
watching mummy adventures from Cairo
too late to say sorry
too late we were too young
old on a planet cold
long Johns all summer
lost a dear friend
a scorpion in the playpen
dogs bark through the night
Line'em up, let'em go
take a tour through Toronto
intrinsically safe for awhile
wear it while it's still in style
deep red, deep blue
party with the seismic crew
They cut off the chowder
the music got louder
ran into an old friend
after 40 odd years
she said she was still looking for love
I said I was still searching for
the perfect oatmeal cookie
Has radical politics consumed you into the dark side?
Take hold, my friend, for help is on the way
You'll be free of grievances
light will shine through your window once again
Uncle Ned, Aunt Clara & Aunt Martha
to the rescue
Blueberry waffles,
champagne and popular mechanics
It's a shindig thing
where the gila stings
the town crier pours a glass
to close out the day
in worship
at the church of choice
For public health considerations
it's recommended that everyone
carry a barf bag
as a precaution
against the unexpected
the epical weekends
the social media bragging rights
may induce nausea
Is something hanging over your head?
an effort to make linear
what's fragmented
to not amplify what has past
the ruby slippers
did not come off on their own
you can still take a stand
against pollution
in all it's Devine forms
air, water, noise
and plain old human pollution
it could have gone better
had we held it together
pressure relentless
issues endless
we met on the stairs of Ketchikan
With a new bag of tricks
you make a new mix
you'd be better by far
if you mute the guitar
there's a chorus in your head
got to put it to bed
there's a juicy refrain
by some other name
History will not be kind
to the baby boomers
hypocritical, self-centered,
short term thinking
Love is a treasure,
love is a vase
love is snow white,
love is black magic
love is sorrow,
love is tragic
Someone painted
an antelope like a zebra
and there was a kitten
on it's back
make believe how this world ends
She gave me a sigh of relief
she said, "don't worry, we've got time"
she pedaled a hundred miles
in front of a big screen
Not much more to say
it's out there anyway
bastille bacon
trailer park dawn
shoe horn evidence
moss covered retail porn
Bashaw farmers
talk Lennon over coffee
pirates lurking over seniors
subway snow bird trapped
patrol the halls at lunch
cut the fence and run for joy
pleasure in the treasure
of the moment
soap suds sofa over the balcony
Not much more to say
it's out there anyway
Foreshadowed scapegoat
power without purpose
dry blood on the tile floor
cereal bar cheerleader
parking lot pillow
holiday guests without warning
cartoon quests Saturday morning
urban style age denial
artificial bones in place
outlet lamp boxcar tramp
darkness yearning auto pilot
horizon overkill
holiday gamble
people scramble
Not much more to say
it's out there anyway
8 ball in the side pocket
all is fine,
no wear and tear
all Devine,
no glare no hair
8 ball on the resume
leaking prune juice down the aisle
toy production assembly line
8 ball on the down payment
calling for a reset
drawing your get-away
when you reconnect the circuit
something is not the same
golfers in wheelchairs all over town
Nosey
the day is crisp and clear
and nosey
If you die in a mansion
or you die in the gutter,
it doesn't make any difference,
you're still dead
We know, Pedro,
Pablo went to sea ...
They say that shopping
around for a sandwich ...
When there's no one left to talk to,
and you're home all alone,
the branches scrape the window,
the wind chills the bones.
I'm sorry for the mackerel
that was planted in the couch
Leechcraft,
sumptuous wayfarer ways,
companion-train of thought,
cup-companion, not
History repeats itself
over and over again
humans are idiots
My lady Latina
your scent is like a flower
bending in an April shower
Scoring at Rochdale
we were young,
a teenage quest
to go downtown
you can guess
our common goal
to get a buzz
just because
it seemed like the right thing to do
Mary Jane prohibited
U of T distributed
dorms and lecture halls
beckoned us all
scoring at Rochdale
a teenage right of passage
There were crickets chirping in the warehouse
Please defriend me, go in peace
over kitchen floor covered in grease
There's no comfort in the web
there's no island for the cruise
there's no going back
there's no more Union Jack
the ball bounced off the wall
single file down the hall
Ask Loray about today's special
get tips to survive the plague
we gather at the club
for wired Wednesday
plan the next event
based on the amount of copper in stock
Someone else's train wreck dream
conspiracy flag waving scene
Can't put your heart in it
everyone's a critic
tea leaves in heaven don't reply
soapy injunction, repeat the lie
inherit enemies by association
it's better to pretend
than to let go of sanity
Keep the routine alive
the name of the game is maintain
Charms so bright
lift thy veil slowly
stretch forth
flow with wind
in which I was
dormant in peaceful bliss