December 31, 2010

• Last Post of 2010

  
  new rules
  (debutancy)
   
  simple beauty
  unleashed, unafraid
  needing more than time
  to rejoice, to be remade
  and revel in passion
  all vanity displayed
  for a while, as a child
  while the games are being played

  
  A Trick of the Trader
   
  Nowhere in circles, around and behind
  right under the lightly he came
  and all the king’s posers had none of a kind
  but he knew the name of the game
   
  He faltered for farthings and filtered for fleece
  and judiciously adjusted the jist
  deciding his decision, increasing the grease
  while willingly wrenching his wrist
   
  He saw what he savored but preferred to be proud
  and fell fighting far from the truth
  but cowed by the facets of a face in the crowd
  tried trading an eye for a tooth
   

  Spiritual Usury
   
  Miracles are not great feats
  but capricious aberrations.
  God can do them easily
  if it suits his holy whim.
   
  Friendship is no miracle,
  it has nothing to do with grace,
  but a friend in need is a friend indeed,
  you can put your trust in him.

  
  The Righteous Huckster 

  Insist if you must but require satisfaction
  You deserve to be compensated in full
  Don’t let some complainer drive you to distraction
  You don’t have to tolerate that bull 

  You’ve earned some respect and have gained recognition
  For all that you’ve accomplished to date
  And if someone expects you to bow in submission
  Then they’re in for a very long wait 

  It’s your money now and you earned every cent
  Even if it’s perceived as an error
  It wasn’t your fault that mad money was spent
  And you couldn’t have been any fairer 

  You provided a service that everyone needs
  Even vain, insecure individuals
  Who were looking for miracles instead of good deeds
  And you only collected the residuals 

  When cash changes hands without guarantees
  And no one can prove a deception
  Then commerce is served with the payment of fees
  Caveat emptor allows no exception

  
  A Little Knowledge 

  You gave me your hand and said, Can I come with you?
  I said, sure, I just didn’t know where to
  and we went for a ride to the place
  where the magic grew 

  I taught you the law so we could scoff at them all
  and preached, ‘to our own selves be true’, I recall,
  and you learned what you needed,
  you didn’t need me at all

  tears and truth 
  
  there is nothing strange about heartbreak
  it’s like a very rainy day
  but a million times more desolate
  in a selfish and maudlin way 
  
  and there’s nothing good about honesty
  if the truth deserves to be a lie
  or the truth is insignificant
  and it makes somebody cry 
  
  and there’s nothing wrong with crying
  if that’s what you want to do
  but it doesn’t change a thing about
  the troubles you’re going through

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