Misplace the queen of the kingdom, misplace the castle in the air. Misplace the face in a crowd. Misplace the figure on a beach, misplace the figure in the bed. Misplace the touch, misplace the feel, misplace the thought, perish the thought. Misplace the charm, misplace the imagination. Misplace the flight of fancy. Misplace the ambition, misplace the aspiration, misplace the pride. Misplace the love of the misplaced.
Misplace the desires, misplace the care, misplace the comfort, misplace the dream, misplace the wish, misplace the voice like an echo, misplace the time you were there. Misplace the time we were together. Misplace the notes on a guitar. Misplace the way that you looked at me. Misplace the reasons to care. Misplace the smooth of the hand. Misplace the smell of the perfume. Misplace the sound of the voice. Misplace the warmth of the smile. Misplace the confidence you had in me. I was so afraid I had misplaced yer love.
FORTUNE COOKIE Like the earth and the moon, she and I were falling together.
The way that it was was perfect. The way that it was was ideal. The way that it was was the way that it was because we, damn well, made it that way. The way that it was was a dream because dreams really do come true. The way that it was was the way that it was, but nothing lasts forever even the way that it was. The way that it was was worth the hassle of putting it together. The way that it was was the way that it was because we busted our lovely asses making it happen.
The way that it was gave you the chance to be more than you ever were. The way that it was made you taller somehow. The way that it was showed yer character. Maybe more than you supposed. The way that it was showed you learned the lessons yer mother taught you. The way that it was showed you could be counted on in the absolute worst of times. The way that it was made you proud to be in the same room with them that needed you. The way that it was you would be no place else on this earth.
But, the way that it was was harder than you might recall. The way that it was wasn’t kind as you might remember. The way that it was was self serving. The way that it was was exclusionary. The way that it was left you outta the loop. The way that it was made you feel small. The way that it was was, time to time, tougher than a piece of jerky. The way that it was was insulting. The way that it was was uncomfortable. The way that it was was a nightmare. The way that it was was downright unfair. The way that it was left you friendless. The way that it was made you tearful. The way that it was made you alone, and separate from everything else on this lonely little planet.
Nonetheless, the way that it was was simpler than the way that it is. And the way that it was was different than the way itz gonna be. So be it. The way that it was was the way that it was because that was the way that it was, once upon a time.
FORTUNE COOKIE Don’t know how much of that red I drank, but I’m sure I drank it all.
Bank on it, you can take that to the bank. Bank yer savings, bank yer talent, save it up for a rainy day. Bank on me being there, bank on me doing what I say I’m gonna do. Banks create money from nofuckingwhere. They bank somebody else’s winnings, then charge them interest on their money to make the bank more money before they charge them to take the money back out. What a rip. Then again, if you knew how the investor made their money you wouldn’t have any sympathy for them. You sound like a bank.
The bank is closed for the holidaze. The bank is closed because you need it to be open, wouldn’t you just know. A spell came over the banks, the banks are a giant with feet of clay. Bank yer paycheck, bank the extra. No extra? Bank it next week. There’s gold in them there banks. If you can bank it you can sock it away, you can salt it away for another day. When you bank itz collateral for something else. Yer bank is yer stash. And it could be underneath the bed. You can lay it away, so to speak.
A bank is a counting house, a bank is the closest thing to a Presbyterian church. Yer money is safe if itz in a bank, ask the short sellers. A bank is full of people’s savings. And though every bank has credit, a bank is full of profitablity. A bank is full of shit. And every bank has a vault full of shit. And finally, every bank is moving to the blockchain, so much for the vault.
FORTUNE COOKIE Summon a little charismatic wildness.
A cry is closer to a laugh than a sigh. A cry is closer to a joy than a desperation. A cry is closer to a better day. A cry means a better day is around the corner. A cry is closer to a solution. A cry is closer to a resolution. A cry is a strength,a cry is a strong point. A cry means yer on yer way. A cry means you did it yerself. A cry means you can let it go. A cry means you’ll never let it go. A cry means you will move along. A cry is a release from dog shit. A cry is the first step in another journey. A cry means yer unafraid. A cry means yer unconcerned about others. When you cry, yer gonna make it. When you cry, yer gonna be alright. When you cry, yer gonna be OK. When you cry, yer gonna be just fine. A cry is not a weakness. A cry is not a pity. A cry is not an embarrassment. A cry is not a blemish. A cry is not a chink in yer armor. A cry is not an Achilles Heel. A cry is not a failing. A cry is not a feebleness. A cry is not a vulnerability. A cry is not a soft spot. A cry is not a shortcoming. A cry is not a flaw. A cry is not a problem. When you cry, you won’t take no for an answer. When you cry, yer gonna show yer tough as nails. When you cry, yer gonna show yer stuff. When you cry, you won’t be denied. When you cry, you stare in the face of grief.
It doesn’t hurt to cry, it feels good to cry. Not to worry, if it gets that bad, try as you may, you just can’t cry.
Explosion, big explosion, loud explosion. A Big Bang like a backfire. Exploding buildings, exploding planets like a Death Star. The smoke from the explosion, the ring in yer ears from the explosion. The explosion that leveled the city around. Not an explosion, an implosion. The explosion at the blast furnace, the explosion at the nuclear facility, the explosion on the boat, the explosion on the ship, the explosion in the explosives magazine. Prevent the explosion if you can, ignore the explosion if you will. The explosion of ideas, the explosion of words, managing an explosion like IMPROV.
An explosion like a clap of thunder, a detonation like an explosion. The explosion of notes on a piano like Rob Schwimmer. The explosion was a blowout under a geyser of water. An explosion like a roar, an explosion like a concussion. The report of the explosion, the ignition of the explosion, the aftermath of the explosion. The victims of the explosion, those responsible for the explosion. If itz a big enough explosion how do you tell the difference? I wouldn’t be so cavalier with that damn explosive, it might just explode.
Point that gun somewhere else, would ya. Shape charge explosives, war time explosives, peaceful easy explosives, an explosion like a sunrise. Unanticipated explosion. It just exploded, don’t ask me. Like a fireworks stand, like a gun emplacement, like a writer working with his head down. Explode, exploding, explosive, explosively, explosiveness, exploding rivet, exploding top hat. Like Berkeley said, “it wasn’t how loud the explosion was underground. It was how the ground all around raised up and fell back like a pebble into a pond.”
FORTUNE COOKIE Where I been and how I got here is like following the flight of a bird.