A Dollop Of Swagger

watching football while meditating and eating

West Austin is preening tonight

What could be glum is met with aplomb

The sheer brilliance of the depth of talent on the field comes ever sharper into view with each play, so far…the legend grows. The instincts of the locals are changing. Everyone has a sort of extra lil dollop of swagger. A romantic reckoning of sorts brought on by lost dreams and failed schemes,

The years of wondering what was the matter?

Lost schemes failed dreams

jackpots & jinga-lings

Such a doll &adollop of swagger

The oppressiveness of the television begins to cross-thread me

And I imagine the other worlds I inhabit instead of this grinding resort of ham sandwiched horse sense color commentators calling play by play through the smoke of halftime

The entertainment product is strong

And the people are faithful to the cause of the proof through out their times that excellence and sacrifice still matter in this world

We still need heroes that are worshiped for achieving the inevitable

Like applauding a ladder for doing its job

Though remarkable in craftsmanship and impeccable blood line

It still comes down to you and your mind for a significant amount of time doing not much but layin around

Looking at ya phone and gettin down

Little more eatin, little more phone

Little more than nothing than the old down home

Home is home until your alone

Suddenly it’s just you and the walls

The pictures, memories,  stories

That we carved out of wood

I can still see your face trying not to cry, smiling in vain

I can never unsee what you became to me with little more than a turn of your cheek

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She’s perfect and she’s natural

That ain’t no lie, it’s factual

She was born by the light of a neon moon

In the heat of Ozona

They tried to put one over on her

But she smelled a rat the minute she walked in the room

She never let on that she was in on

Whatever that was that they were doing in there

There were whispers of course

About a maiden and a horse

Unfounded garbage from the depraved minds of the morally upstanding

The unthinkably brutal eventuality

Thru the pure force of personality

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Azerbaijan Azerbaijan

Gone to the F1 in Azerbaijan

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This may seem like small potatoes

But I’ve been stewing on this nugget for a while

Is it the elite chicken and bacon

Or the elite chicken

and bacon

There is a point when we reach snack potential

Nobody ever told me I was saying Satiety wrong

I was always putting a sashay in it

Like they all sashsay that way

Like the circumflex in Crème Brûlée

Some say woohoo some say yay yay yay

Have you ever F’d a “1?”

Because if you haven’t I wanna be the one to get all the credit for turning you on

to the American Way

A 501(c) (3) with a sexy kind of sway, a sashay, if you will

One you’ll wanna be affiliated with on down the road when this brand comes to a fully-realized off-load into the slots, sugarcoated, electric plated, perforated, laid out in big ham hocks

Slurped up by the overreactionary  dictionary police

Their diabolical lexicon fandango

Van Fliet Gogh

Bandidos still ride the sky

In the stars where the cosmic bars are open every night of the week

And no one worries about bad luck anymore

They just got where they’re happy to see it walk in the door

A town so utterly beaten down

That they can’t find a reason either for them not to be unfound   

Just standing here it would seem

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There are 40 code violations without really looking at all. There could be an untold number of violations within the wreckage of this fool. My suggestion would be to get out while you still can and let others out too. This may even build trust and lead to more direct investment in your own product. But be very careful not to discuss this possible windfall. Sometimes the right thing is the most profitable thing. Sometimes costs override the profit motive, forcing quality and service down in order to achieve a balanced value.