Winterization

I know where all your valves are
I know all your obstacles
I know how your controller is.
I'll watch my head
My knees know this hardscape
I'm familiar with that worried look on your face
every fucking year
I've noticed how you've softened
I've noticed how you've withdrawn
Thanks for surrenedering this process to me finally
Thanks for not asking anymore
about that one guy
that used to work here
One of these years
Your main shut off is gonna break
and it's going to cost a lot to fix.
I'll be thrilled to do it.

I think you gotta live life like it could all end in a terrible plane crash.
I think its wise to be foolish and alright to waste a little bit of time ruing and being embarrassed.
You're always gonna come out the other side.
Caution not to hurt others, but dont tiptoe
I woke up really happy about the small house I live in, and Im glad Im a renter, and Im glad Im not jailed by money.
Im grateful for the love and the guitars.
i love my town and its problem
ive got coffee and cats, and today not a hangover
ive got the courage to beat the blues most days
i cant wait to be 40

i know theres a pretty smellin world somewhere
and I know there's some friendly air beyond
where I'm fetal and afraid
its hard to see when i'm too far inside me
there's some accidental good sometimes
be quick to drink from that spring

This is the stagnant Groundhog day
this is the way you age
when you dont pick your spot
and spin dizzy
but not crazy enough to be taken away
just ignored and punished passion
wilted talent salad
a shovel handle manhood sentence
sunburnt drunk and desperate

–$41,183.42Net Worth

Only forty one gees in the hole
climbin out blind like a mole

The local entertainment

I'm in the entertainment industry. The black market variety. I distort and fabricate my personality and project it in a million tiny pieces in small rooms. In a small market I hawk my wares and lose my focus. I'm still compelled to this ritual, but fear dissolution. I need to find my center again soon.

tryin to choose a better nature
and let go of that tempting battle line
peace can be a buttoned down short hair thing
militarism is corny and square
unsustainable, obsolete
a dinosaur paradigm animated by fabricated fear
peace to me aint no flowers and incense
it's hammers and shovels, rebar and concrete
tough guy shit.
A pasty double chinned bald suit who justifies war
is a coward and a weakling
with a soft dick and soft girlish hands
fetished and sweaty
desperate for agency