My Music At Work

Everything is bleak.
It's the middle of the night.
You're all alone and the dummies might be right.
You feel like a jerk.
My music at work.
My music at work.

Avoid trends and clichés.
Don't try to be up to date.
And when the sunlight hits the olive oil

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As I Wind Down The Pines

As I wind down the pines
it's the lines on your face
playing on your face.

Without thinking so much
as abandoning thought
I went through open country
over water meadow streams
lakes and wires and roosts in reeds
to a nest in the hole of
this dead
tree.

To play without stopping or pause
not for silence not for applause
not without thinking
and thinking's abandoning thought.

As I wind down the pines
it's the lines on your face

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The Completists

You lured me with your diamond flower
you lured me with talk of still more talk
you lured me with caramelizing power
you lured me a lot.
Clearly lifeless bare feet
and dogs just trained to sniff
you saw him struggle and you saw him cease his struggling
you said we're halfway come and meet us
we're the completists.

You lured me with your bad intentions
you lured me with your Mexican pot
you lured me with desert dimensions
you lured me a lot.
You loaded up your gear so well
you can pack so tight
but I can still hear your tambourine
demeaning you through the night
don't wanna sound defeatist
but we're the 'complete-est'.

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Train Overnight

I loaded the variables like masterpieces
from under the germ-led advance.
I saw your compass on a sea of frayed cable
and aspects of vision afloat
in a glance.
And outside the train overnight floodlights
on inexorable sights.

You loaded the variables like acquisitions
from under the noses entranced.
You heard some trumpets you thought were
turntables and inklings to listen
dispersed
in a glance.
Outside the train overnight contrite the
whistle wails goodnight apologizing like
an ol' dictator might.

Of course we're now traveling by plane
if it's not a Canada of a pain

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