Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

when the froth clears
the goodtimes kerplunk
when the smallest mind
has the loudest voice
when all that's fine
gets tossed aside
the music stops
white noise gone
the sound of truth
takes center stage
hurt sings the blues
sadness saxophone
solo pain
again

Mike stopped in for coffee
we swapped stories
then he left
now he's out there
rolling down some road
in the rain

lady or the tiger
which door?
pain or pain
no hurry

the eagle has no angst
he soars without fear of reprisal
he eyes a rodent running in the field

rodent angst
short-lived
qualifies as angst?

the terror of owls
- mouse blues -
truth is i don't give
a damn about their angst
- may it be eaten with them

I've learned to co-exist
with mice with good manners
we share the bounty

Angsty
Angst me
Angst u
Angstmeister Trump
When will it end angst
Jam me some serious angst

i got angst
i got lots of angst
angst to spare
angst to share
naw, forget that,
go find your own angst
i got enough to worry 'bout!

Angst to the left of me
Angst to my right
Stuck in the middle
with Angst

I'm an angster from way back
addicted to the dread

from angst to angst
a tourist in Gasp
no border patrol

Last gasp
Walk along a wall
Angst on the other side

watch me pull a rabbit out of my hat
it's decades of anxiety and self loathing
move over Hunter S. Thompson

word angst


the sounds of two lips blabbing
looking for a kind word
or even an unkind word
like a tap from "Maxwell's hammer"
a push a shove a pat on the back
something to overcome this dreadful inertia
over the event horizon of my fears
the unknown unknowns drown out the promise
freedom from these bonds of materialism
on the other side of my fear is the promised land of joyful existence

oh I got um I got them homelessness meta-fiscal blues again
a pirate looks at 80