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December 4, 2020

2020 Vision

Filed under: Day Gun — Tags: 2020 Vision, Day Gun — Michael Dagen @ 9:09 am

2020 b like
gift undressed
lost in night
upside down
friendship fight

much 2 see
so few do
just dilate
become anew

freedom bit
doesn't fit
most choose cracking
piper's whip

lower unconscious 
nonbeing fear
time 2 
integrate 
all feelings dear

planners of
plandemic
clearly outed
clearly sick
fraudster 
predator
psycho mobster 
pricks

who shall have 
loud last
laugh
ones
not wearing 
face fucking mask

empowered
sovereign 
self healing 
philosopher kings
keepers of
common sense
responsibility

last call
man woman beast
higher plain
awaits  
stand tall
with God
create beauty
unleashed. 


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November 27, 2020

Islands of Energy

Filed under: Day Gun — Tags: Day Gun, Islands of Energy — Michael Dagen @ 8:28 am

Islands of energy
endless revelry
depth of our being 
deep water
discovery

A raft 
my craft
2 storm your foreign shore
will
machine gun bunkers 
await 
mi amor

Spring fed 
lush land
dreamy volcanos
hot lava 
thirsty man
easy to wrangle

Angels on high
persistent songs
patience son
thy day will come

undercover
agent of light
until end of time
seek out 
true love
this is my plight. 


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November 20, 2020

Arc of Love

Filed under: Day Gun — Tags: Arc of Love, Day Gun — Ralph E. Cook @ 9:09 am

Noah just can't wait 
for the right mate

Time stands still when building 

First a home to weather the changes
then deluge escape boat 
to float away as sages

With every sunrise 
he prays for his partner to arrive
too much prepping 
for a single man 
in his prime

Why does it have to be so hard
navigation map 
time stamped 
in our numbers and stars

Tests and transits
what karma left to clear
once upon a time 
humans lived 
without fear

As that time nears again
we lead ourselves
to the heaven 
found within.  


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November 17, 2020

Handsome T

Filed under: Day Gun — Tags: Day Gun, Handsome T — Michael Dagen @ 3:33 pm

Last night I dreamt that I saved Trump from assassination.
My role was to infiltrate the group that was planning to take him down. 
While I don't recall many details from the dream, at one point I met the president's soul and he truly was handsome.  

Day Gun 

P.S. I did not consent to the recent election.

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November 12, 2020

Elysium

Filed under: Day Gun — Tags: Day Gun, Elysium — Michael Dagen @ 4:24 pm

Happiness is good for brain health

Today I made the right choice between
asylum and elysium

funny where your sun
might lead you 
in the winter dark

wise 2 track 
transiting planets 
in your natal chart

when one door closes
what opens next

life should flow 
with beauty 
never boring 
or complex

I think it's time
2 break out 
those water color paints
again

you have a lovely 
singing voice 
I truly hope 
we become 
at least
good friends. 


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November 11, 2020

Old Blue

Filed under: Day Gun — Tags: Day Gun, Old Blue — Michael Dagen @ 5:55 pm

Just 
can't start 
old blue 
without you

probably 4 the best
take a rest  
so many love seats
it's already a love seat fest

which finger did you wave
when you left town

cleaned out your place
5 star nice
even the butterfly chime
flew away with you
assumption bus fare
hefty price

at least I could whiff
your dryer lint smell
while sprawled out 
tinkering 
under the truck

too early to call the luck

do know avoidance 
triggers 
my whole family line

this felt so different 
nice and easy 
every time 
we'd span time. 


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November 7, 2020

Death Is Yet To Come

Filed under: Day Gun — Tags: Day Gun, Death is Yet to Come — Michael Dagen @ 6:36 pm

Heaven
maybe 
just
too heavy

gladiator course 
ancestrally designed
All is Mind

time after time
unruly 
fever

this time 
we free ourselves. 



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November 2, 2020

Test After Test

Filed under: Day Gun — Tags: Day Gun, Test After Test — Michael Dagen @ 11:11 am

Nature is testy
no time for resting
if you want to serve 
Thy Will
best get busy
cleaning up 
your messy
broken 
family 

a cracked pot 
of shame 
insane
not to 
try 
piece 
together 
the gang 
before the big 
shebang

damn I love 
how messed up 
we are
so much fun
not being 
the only one.  


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October 31, 2020

Poke the Bear

Filed under: Day Gun — Tags: Day Gun, Poke the Bear — Michael Dagen @ 8:28 am

I must really need
to poke 
the bear

truth test hairy chest 
whatcha made of in there

bear equals dragon 
our subconscious secrets hidden 

the shading in our painting
gives depth
beauty
meaning

without shadow we spin in circles
two reigns steer our chariot for-ward
suppress darkness 
to manifest horror

life 
slippery tight rope
no joke

such a gift
 
cut safety lines
full force fired
directly Divine

careful dears 
danger
charred angels
sing saintly

may I suggest
live life more
 
painterly.


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October 25, 2020

Playing god

Filed under: Day Gun — Tags: Day Gun, Playing god — Michael Dagen @ 9:29 pm

Playing god
never
plays nice

quite right

quickest way 
to commit oneself
to awful 
drawn out 
fright

another way 
to say
man-I-pew-
lay-shun

unfulfilled needs cause one 2 force will hungry dragon

when to play 
passive 
or active card

peeling back
darkness
healing family
scares

All
my lessons
taught me
right

best to hold 
trust 
in God
while loving

such is life.    


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October 14, 2020

Trickster

Filed under: Day Gun — Tags: Day Gun, Trickster — Michael Dagen @ 8:28 pm

You are so fucked
if you ever 
fall
for a fox.

The tricky thing 
about a trickster 
is 
they are tricky.

And another tricky thing;
if you ask one fox
about the symbolism
of seeing a fox 
at your wedding 
to a fox 
they will say;
"this is good luck."

Well shucks
if one fox is tricky
two 
doubles
your bad luck.

In truth
our own tricking
only
comes back to us.  
 

Day Gun

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October 13, 2020

Heart Fuel

Filed under: Day Gun — Tags: Day Gun, Heart Fuel — Michael Dagen @ 2:22 pm

Not that long ago... 
I would use pro-pain 
as heart fuel
but the repeated agony 
was just
too painful.  

Then I switched 
to natural gas
but
you guessed it 
my love smelled like ass.

Tried D-sell 
for awhile
felt like a broke prostitute 
mile after 
lonely mile.  

Then I fell 
into jet fuel
burned a few sky scrapers down 
too damn hot 
4 this truth loving clown.  

Went to good old 
gas-o-lean
couldn't quite keep this diet straight
skinny love is 
way to mean. 

Finally 
I think I've got it right
care-O-seen 
keeps my loving heart 
burning 
all day 
and all night.  


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October 11, 2020

Orphan Trained

Filed under: Day Gun — Tags: Day Gun, Orphan Trained — Michael Dagen @ 7:47 am

Orphan trained great grandson
can only relate 
to Joanna Newsom

just another broken string 
on the Heavenly Harp

W.B. Yeats 
just
can't 
stop
bloody
masturbating
to Madam Blavatsky's 
channeled channel

some souls sew
sultry fate
in search of wholeness

while fractured folk
limp along 
in blind avoidance

time stands still 
when suffering

such a gift
to lose one's bearings
a pause
a pinch
a punch
time
to double down 
with self caring

what transit
leads most 
to madness

All... 
hints with a wink; 
"mappers 
never lose sight of laughter!" 


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September 28, 2020

End of the World

Filed under: Day Gun — Tags: Day Gun, Day Gun Band, End of the World — Ralph E. Cook @ 1:45 pm

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September 25, 2020

Straight Through the Fence

Filed under: Day Gun — Tags: Day Gun, Straight Through the Fence — Michael Dagen @ 6:26 am

I like the way you tick
straight through the fence 
forget the risk

What will 
be found 
beyond 
the other side

Freedom bound
inner crown
wholeness 
thrive

Many try
to trap 
and tame you 
wild one

I've got your back
steady track
now that we've begun

To lose 
the lost
and lonely
love

To find
a friend
family
fire 
fun

So special
safe, sound
sweet
swan song

Long haul
high flight
rest your wings
in my arms
at night. 


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September 23, 2020

Family Line

Filed under: Day Gun — Tags: Day Gun, Family Line — Michael Dagen @ 9:09 pm

What kind 
of factory 
is your family

Dressed for success 
or dressed 4 depressed

We choose wisely
top secret 
soul lesson hygiene

Only takes one 
to crack
an age old code

Our chance 
to heal 
both young and old

Life is 
not what 
we've been told

A school to purify
and grow 
lost soul

Takes work
takes effort

or just be 
a hell bound
avoidance leper 

Your choice
your play

We write our own script 
once here
forget 
it is 

All
loving 
play


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September 19, 2020

Pitbull Junk

Filed under: Day Gun — Tags: Day Gun, Pitbull junk — Ralph E. Cook @ 6:26 pm

Today I got bit 
three times
by a pitbull

Once on the left thumb
once on the left leg 
and once in the junk  

I was carrying discarded pears 
without a care
to the compost pile
with a smile

Well 
hi there puppy
what the fuck 
demon message 
violence style

Now I sit here 
swollen
wondering why

I bleed from my testicles
for the very first time



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