Tag Archives: becoming

On Pages of Darkness

  When devilish snow falls for days deep as white and light blue mattresses you know something is hidden under layers of its sleep. The first day of spring develops all winter long the peaches and pears whistle before singing … Continue reading

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Minor Major

[verse] She was a minor when I was becoming a man still young when we met but no kind of kid now she’s a major part of the reason my heart does what it did does what it did. [chorus] … Continue reading

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The Impossibility of Love

[A] If you belong to another be twice as strong as me. Far too many times we let our pride our selfish pride become our own worst enemy overcoming knowing better. [B1] Impossible to run in the flow of the … Continue reading

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Back Back Blues

He went back back to where he came from nothing there but regret and insomnia sometimes almost all the time it’s blue all the way down the wall. He can’t keep track any more after the last decade of noise … Continue reading

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Importance

Nobody but me is looking forward to the day I will change into my myth on my calendar in my kitchen I circle it with magic marker. Blue for importance red for insurance. The snapping of fingers stimulates the freight … Continue reading

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Wait and See

I am a storeroom nothing ordered but floorboards I am a bank of snow result of covered up history. Following my circulation the seven seas I sail in every port a confession every meal my last. The aroma of chicken … Continue reading

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Finally Asking

On the surface might I be instrumental the reed in the muddy hand of the historical crow all she does is write my vision up early scratching out time with me conditionally spinning my accounting of the irreverent and irrelevant … Continue reading

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