new one rolls in

too many swirl the brain

stir it up dizzy dreams

awake until the end

unless sleep comes first

and it might

night proves colder

on the warmer side today

just like all the rest

beats behind ears

as lyrics join and mix

with these thoughts too

trying to make it

til the new one rolls in…

couldn't be

twenty oh one three

no more it couldn’t be

another year

another me

monkey in a tree

won’t come down

cut the base

falls fast first hit face

playing cards blindfolded

with no ace

still won’t leave

the table sharing space…

a library of its own

what’s left to say really

enough written

to never be able to present

it all together

might be it’s own library

someday more words

will fill pages that aren’t

even here yet

thinking what else can be said

that isn’t just senseless babble

sitting standing or not knowing

who holds the pen at times

took a short walk in the snow

tonight saw the stars

as bright as they get

around here much amazement

barely scratched the surface

what’s beneath each new day

tonight won’t stop until

these eyes close for sleep

only goal

wake up each day

waking up a little more each day…

can't remember

can’t remember

reach back to forget

the worst of times

floor above

from now on only up

where to go

I never really know

sit with thoughts alone

can’t remember

find clues along

the way ask a

man I don’t know why

I even ask merely
want to understand the mind

to be free again

be alone in thought…

tenth

sure the snow looks nice

but would wish the cold

away if I could travel south

sort of trapped or I would

sure it is momentary

dry skinned hands

this time of year

could nap the day away

instead putting more thoughts

in front of any eyes

that will look

how many years

will I pen these thought

before sending them into

a cyber-space bubble

crazy how all this works

it’s the tenth of the month

and am pointing this out

for no reason at all

nothing to read into here

just rambling along

listening to the sound

of the pen on the page…

put in our way

looking back

against all walls

built around individuals

must strive for freedom

no one can see what is real

looking ahead

over and around

all of the distractions

put in our way

even if it was a great game

and our team won

it’s still a distraction

device to control

control the attention

and program the results

even if the smart phones

can do everything for you

looking ahead how can individual

freedom compete with

all these distractions…

real program

how real is our world

and all the things we do daily

what is this life we are living

the encouragement is towards

a collective not an individualistic

way of life

how real is our world

how much is programmed…

strange times

strange times

no one will argue that point

but who can pay attention

mind control keeping us all

mesmerized with trivial things

and crazy we think we need them

generations conditioned

from birth not question

what you learn or how you learn

or what you see

where is all leading

social media has taken over

an entire generation

who will not grow up

without a smart phone

strange times… 

path to follow

its actually an information war

their power stems

from our cowering in fear

that they and they alone will protect

but who are they protecting

we need to be strong stand strong

and we don’t need their solutions

they become the problem

and the real solution is exposing the truth

behind their power

liberty and freedom

the path to follow…

it is serious

seriously

need to open up the mind

to anyone and everyone

who will listen

it’s for the future

it’s constantly changing

an experiment

we all participate

it doesn’t matter

who we think we are

we are all part of a system

and it can be frustrating

coming to believe that what we are told

is the truth and finding out that

most of it has been lies

seriously

it’s a crazy world

we are a part of

why do so few powerful

have a tight hold

on the multitudes

how does this happen

seriously?...