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May 18, 2014, 6:23 pm


Someplace Anyway



Being almost homeless
Is better than all the way I guess
Today than yesterday
In an unusual place to stay
But someplace anyway
Someplace to be unusually

Though I am unusual too so
I know still I will grow
Unless I think of home and despair
But home is anywhere
So I will grow now and still go on
Somehow till I am gone

Someplace to spend the night
Being almost homeless but not quite



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May 15, 2014, 7:47 pm


Open Mind



Asking with an open mind
Discussing me with myself I find
How we and me too agree
All three of us who know now what to do

We as three of the ones who
Somehow become the best we can be
Some of the happiest too
Now after a lifetime of mistakes

We strangers in an ever stranger land
No strangers to each other understand

How we found out what it takes
Who mind what gives to find what outlives
As myself and I and me
Not booking ahead nor looking behind

Not for then for now is when
We live it up now to live down then
For as far as we can see
Smoking pot and writing poetry

Asking with an open mind
Answering in kind



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May 10, 2014, 10:05 am


Worth It



I have learned to hope for the best
Hoping to forget the rest
Being as happy as a man
Now fifty-nine years mad can
Be glad how I am me

Falling like a star

Life is a funny thing all right
Laugh all day and cry all night
Fake it until you make it break
When it feels like a mistake
Not being enough to make it
Worth it then some take it
By giving back their own

Having gone too far

But it feels good to feel free
As I do who go through with you
To whatever is to be
Happy to know as I have known
That I was not alone

And so here we are



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May 8, 2014, 8:11 pm


STFU



I know someone who talks constantly but
Never says anything no matter what
Except to prove himself a narcissist
As trying not to listen I resist

But the noise of him gets on my nerves so
When he is talking I only would go
As far as I can from this lonely man
Who drives everyone else away this way

And he never lets anyone else say
Anything else not that one could or would
Because no one would want to make it last
Longer but wait until his storm has passed

At least his self-pity could be witty
But it is nothing but torture to be
In his narcissistic propinquity
An empty brain in pain is not pretty

Everyone wishes that he understood
He will be a bore until he cares more
But I am not waiting not until then
Avoiding him successfully again

I know someone who talks constantly but
How I wish now that somehow I did not



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May 6, 2014, 7:59 pm


Friends



for mine



If this is it I
Not being a quitter
Will live till I die
Ending by beginning

To mind how it goes
By making it better
Not being bitter
Means I end by winning
Letter by letter
To find what no one knows

To have a few friends
Whatever it may mean
Means between the ends
It means something between



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May 4, 2014, 8:53 pm


Transcend



I cannot afford to be afraid
Fear costs its pretty penny
Many new enemies being made
And new friends hardly any
Conspiracy under every bed

So I am better off by far
Than the ones who can who are
Though they can afford to be
Being afraid is not for me
I would rather love instead

Now for a promise kept for the end
Of how by love somehow I transcend



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May 1, 2014, 10:21 pm


My Thing



I like a poem you can jump rope to
And if you are who would jump to one too
Or two or a few as the case may be
You could bump into some of mine someday

You could come along with me as I do
Better through worse and you too could jump rope
To the thump of hope through the universe
By the Lancean specificity

As you and I grow to know there is hope
For the best for the rest of what today
As much as we ever know anything
We know we can always hope for this way

A poem to jump rope to is something
I bring to and sing through life too: my thing



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Apr 30, 2014, 5:40 pm


Santa Ana Songs



I. Pedigree



Brilliant like a diamond of ice
Crystalline if you know what I mean
My father the hitman was not nice

And some say how I am like him now
Though I am who I am and somehow
Mean to be me as well as can be

With an unusual pedigree



II. State of Mind



When the doors are locked and the guns are cocked
I know it is time to lie low
And when the time comes to throw out the bums
I know it becomes time to go

Although I exist because I insist
So then I go on even so
As around and around the killing ground
The only way out is to grow

Transcending the ties whereby we bind
Our fate to a state of mind



III. Situation Comedy



Whatever situation I may find myself in
When first I find the rhythm then the beat can begin

Keeping time with the universe for better or worse
I always get to be though never get to rehearse
Am always on as life goes on until I am gone

And when I understand this I wonder then again
But it never gets to me because I get to be

I who wonder if I understand may never know
But what I get to be is the star of my own show
In my situation comedy of being me

And you as you are as the star of your own show too
In your situation comedy as I see you



IV. Donuts for Dinner



I decided to have some
Donuts for dinner
An idea whose time had come
In as a winner

So I eat though I become
Thinner and thinner
Because it was what it does
Or at least to me

As it does that do as who
Done to entre nous
As two donuts did and do
In and out to be

In winning out a loser
A beggar but a chooser



V. Right



The last cigarette of the night
So it has to be right
Till a nicotine warning
First thing in the morning
Will get me up early and bright



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Apr 29, 2014, 11:36 pm


State of Mind



When the doors are locked and the guns are cocked
I know it is time to lie low
And when the time comes to throw out the bums
I know it becomes time to go

Although I exist because I insist
So then I go on even so
As around and around the killing ground
The only way out is to grow

Transcending the ties whereby we bind
Our fate to a state of mind



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Apr 28, 2014, 5:32 am


Situation Comedy



Whatever situation I may find myself in
When first I find the rhythm then the beat can begin

Keeping time with the universe for better or worse
I always get to be though never get to rehearse
Am always on as life goes on until I am gone

And when I understand this I wonder then again
But it never gets to me because I get to be

I who wonder if I understand may never know
But what I get to be is the star of my own show
In my situation comedy of being me

And you as you are as the star of your own show too
In your situation comedy as I see you



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Apr 26, 2014, 4:52 pm


Mountains I Had Forgotten



Mountains I had forgotten about
Gone in the fog awhile have come out
Smiling in snow I see as I go

Mountains I had forgotten that knew
After the thunder that they must do
Just what they did have come out to shine

Mountains I had forgotten of mine
Though I may wonder will always know
They are somehow and now I know too

Mountains I had forgotten I see
Though I forgot still remember me



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Apr 24, 2014, 5:34 am


Right



The last cigarette of the night
So it has to be right
Till a nicotine warning
First thing in the morning
Will get me up early and bright



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Apr 23, 2014, 6:29 am


Nocturne



The stars are far away that looked so near
When I was in the desert far away
So then it took awhile to realize
These lonely stars are only planets now
Though I am nearer those I love this way
The stars within my heart and in my eyes
Some who become the how within somehow

And so I write about the night without
The stars too far away I left out there
Tonight too far without to write about
But eyes with stars can see them everywhere
That wonder under unfamiliar skies
Within my heart when night turns then to day
The stars that looked so far away are here



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Apr 22, 2014, 2:58 am


Donuts for Dinner



I decided to have some
Donuts for dinner
An idea whose time had come
In as a winner

So I eat though I become
Thinner and thinner
Because it was what it does
Or at least to me

As it does that do as who
Done to entre nous
As two donuts did and do
In and out to be

In winning out a loser
A beggar but a chooser



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Apr 21, 2014, 9:36 pm


Living Up and Down



Living up almost to my sixtieth year
I am becoming love and overcoming fear
Down almost to put the past to rest at last
But if I want to do it I had best be fast
Though as I overcome so will I become

So I take it as it comes as I overcome
Becoming as I go as I come to know
Before I am no more until I disappear
When everyone will know I will still be here
Then in the form of poetry still will be me

Living up to love and living down fear
Living up and down to my sixtieth year



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Apr 19, 2014, 8:47 pm


All that Matters



Bereft once merry left behind wary
Once more now extraordinarily
Merry somehow in fact so very
You might ask what is the matter with me
Not minding it no longer matters though
Being understood it feels good even so

And so happily writing snappily
Merrily unwary I write how
I find I am mindfully happy
Happily mindful of what matters now
The merry left wary bereft behind
Like all that matters I find in my own mind

Not minding it no longer matters but
What is is in my mind no matter what



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Apr 17, 2014, 8:41 am


Skeptical I



Skeptical I kept wondering
Blundering through the thundering
Of those who were so sure they knew

But never did nor ever do
Under know-nothings who did not
Know how and who will not know what
Till now though still so sure they know

Misunderstanding though they go
On thundering so blundering
Skeptical I keep wondering



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Apr 14, 2014, 10:38 pm


The Sacrifice



The sacrifice consumed
Insofar as able
The shaven and perfumed
Push back from the table

But when they do they see
As though from far away
Those watching hungrily
Who go without today

Uncomfortably they
Agree to disagree
Who once they do think twice
To see the sacrifice



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Apr 12, 2014, 4:24 am


Over the Billboard



Friday night and the moon rides the clouds
Over the billboard where I stay
Sheltering here away from the crowds
Of those who speak but do not say
Or at least not anything to me
And if they do I wish they did not
For those I love are far away

Let me remember what I forgot
Alone in a lonely place to be

Saturday morning the sun comes up
I do too and go for a cup
Of high rev at 7 11
Life goes on and so do I it seems
Not in hell if not in heaven
Under the sun of another day
Saturday morning with my dreams

Under the sun to wonder my way
Over the billboard where I stay



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Apr 11, 2014, 10:00 pm


The Beat Goes On



for Franziska



My ribs are the flying buttresses
Of a cathedral not stone but bone
As in and out as ever it was
The wind of the spirit's way is shown

In the rhythm of the persistence
Of a living temple though of clay
My insistence on my existence
Only a heartbeat one breath away

Through life to death but here between
The beat goes on of what I mean



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Apr 10, 2014, 6:31 pm


Talking to Me



Walking alone with a cigarette
Walking alone but without regret
When I remember then I forget
What in turn by the lessons I learn
I have gathered along the long way

Talking to me I know what to say
Walking alone but not the wrong way



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Apr 9, 2014, 7:53 pm


Already There



Unhappy people try to square the circle but
They cannot for they forgot geometry

Knowing that they know it all but not knowing what
I remember though in my December to be
Who I am outside the circle honestly
Not knowing but growing not square who do not care
But do like you I simply do not know and so

Revolving I try to evolve as I go
Who know though I go slow I am already there



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Apr 6, 2014, 12:32 am


Someone



for Franziska



Franziska called me hun

And my heart went pitter pat
To feel like I was someone
Worthy to be called that

For golden goddess she
Through all space and to all time
Is my fairest fantasy

Franziska with her hair
All around me everywhere
The reason for this rhyme

I feel like I am someone
When Franziska calls me hun



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Apr 1, 2014, 7:16 pm


From Now Until Never



When I got older
Then it got colder
And darker somehow

And I was out there
Again everywhere
As here I am now

To find out about
How it is no doubt
As time will allow

To mind how to be
As an older me
But be and be free

From now until never
More curious than ever



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Mar 30, 2014, 1:15 am


Pedigree



Brilliant like a diamond of ice
Crystalline if you know what I mean
My father the hitman was not nice

And some say how I am like him now
Though I am who I am and somehow
Mean to be me as well as can be

With an unusual pedigree



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