The 365 Project

it’s finally raining here again
the birds and worms are wriggling
the mud is letting go from my
head down to my toes
the empty cobwebs in my head
tell me that philosophy’s dead
that bats that were in my belfry
have all gone home to bed
this one’s not my best one
but i’ll do it anyway

i throw these things together fast
i don’t know any other way
it’s just my way to remind myself
to be here everyday

after gulping down my coffee
i got an idea for a line
i’ll wring it to it’s inevitable
sometimes confusing conclusion
toss in some stuff from dreams
work in mouths flowers and the sea
wrack my brain for memories
and twist myself into reverie
sometimes it’s like giving birth
to a pink hippopotamus

i throw these things together fast
i don’t know any other way
it’s just my way to remind myself
to be here everyday

the third verse is the hardest one
the rhythm got screwed up i know
ain’t got time to make it right
didn’t get enough sleep last night
it’s at one minute thirty-three
and the muse has just abandoned me
think of something nice to sing
but i can’t seem to think of anything
like staring at a wall sometimes
seems like nothing’s happening

i throw these things together fast
i don’t know any other way
it’s just my way to remind myself
to be here everyday

bhagiti 8.5.07 perrysburg, oh