Thursday, March 23rd

The United States of Jon

We fought our wars with satire
Jon Stewart and his daily show
The Onion and their weekly gospel
We’d ask to fight with words,
of comedy and agony
An open mocking of “the institution”
A gun toting democracy
And 9/11 came and went
Lorne Michaels asks “Can we be funny?”
And Stewart cries on national TV.
Like the father of the most fucked of generations
The [...]

Thursday, March 16th

Wake Up Call

So…
What’s a wake-up call supposed to feel like anyway?
is it a sudden change of perception?
or is it a gradual change of mind?
Is a wake-up call the seed,
or is it the blooming idea?
Chicken or
the Egg.
We’ve all had one, or at least thats what I’m told.
it’s nomenclature, by definition, would suggest a
harsh, rude awakening.
A sudden jolt to [...]

Tuesday, March 14th

The Sky

Fallin’
through clear skies to the ocean,
I can see the Island I still call home,
Not quite sure how I got this far,
or where I started.
I remember the pictures hanging on my wall,
all “friends” of mine, not one of them met,
and I can’t really see their faces.
It’s a small house on my island,
and…
all I really needed.
I keep [...]

Thursday, March 9th

The Robbery

You hijack the car
My thoughts sit in
A hitchhiker standing there
With your thumb in the air
Hop on in
we saw the city
Through the ignorance
Of our stories and our laughter
And our silence.
It seems everything is alright
In the old neighborhood tonight.