Obedience Drive

They’re always making lines
We’re told not to cross
Then imposing fines
To train us through the loss
That we must never ever buck
The system or we’re outta luck.

Disemvoweled

A Z on its side is an N
A W flipped is an M
So please, do tell me again
How WE can’t be hustled by THEM.

Enriched

Against my better judgment
I ensue
To suffer the begrudgement
Of the crew
Who relish their arrangement
To be kept
But I endorse estrangement
From the inept.

Frequency

You can feel the tone
right down to the bone
and wearily groan—

Whatever you do
it starts anew
the screeching shrew.

Cimmerian

I watch luminescent insects fly
As searing plasma coruscates on high
Then a helicopter strobe makes me cry
“Why does illumination pass me by?”

Dauntless

I always knew things were wrong
Yet didn’t know how to make it right
And spent my whole life long
Stalked by an amorphous fright
But I refuse to live in fear
You want me world? I’m right here!

Expectancy

A squirrel was mowed
Convulsed in the road
No one slowed

The Wheel turns
As chaos churns
No one learns

We live for blasts
But all have pasts
No one lasts.

Jelly

I saw an old friend the other day
He seemed happy in a different way
I said, “Hey, what’s up with you bro?”
He said, “I got a girl and I love her so!”

I saw her picture and said, “Ooh wee
How can I find one for me?”
He said, “I don’t know but this one’s mine.”
And that’s when I saw the green light shine

I'm jelly
I wish I had her
I'm jelly
And getting madder
I'm jelly
She’s so elusive
I'm jelly
I'm gonna lose it!

Make the Cut

My knife dulls cutting through flesh
That once was taut sinew
Imagine when meat and willpower mesh
There’s nothing we can’t do!

Troubadour

I never tried to be a star
I don’t drive no fancy car
But I love to play guitar
In some rundown low ceiling redneck bar

I'm a troubadour
Content but poor
I'm a troubadour
Now get out on the dance floor

I try my best to sing in key
Sometimes I get a little squeaky
Then I kick on a pedal or three
And jam for a while in A or E

Slippage

Did you ever blurt something out then think
Did I just say too much?
Rule number one: Internal dialogue
Should always stay as such.

To Die For

The artificial aftertaste
of all that we are sold
assassinates my appetite
like bread that’s blue with mold
and maybe it’s just me,
but it’s really getting old
having it crammed down our throats
by those who kill for gold.

Data Dump

Pattern recognition is the key
When trying to assess humanity
Disregard what earnest people say
And watch how they behave throughout the day

If you notice an alarming trend
Of actions unbecoming of a friend
It may be time to change, as per the chart
So you can mend a too forgiving heart.

Interloper

That sneaky tick thought it was slick
And hunkered down to do its shtick
But it was not prepared to feel
The pinch of manufactured steel,
When forced to play upon the grass
Try not to get a bug up your ass.

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Blowing It

The moon looks like it just exhaled
A giant puff of smoke
And all attempts at ringlets failed
(The awkward pockmarked bloke)

And now the stars can’t respire
Through haze so thick and blue
It seems the whole world’s on fire
And there’s nothing we can do.