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Sleeping.
Sleepy.
Sleepy and hungry.
Sleepy and eating.
Sleepy and driving.
Sleepy and working.
Sleepy and driving.
Sleepy and hungry.
Sleepy ..
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The Imitation flies far and fast
toward the pod of lilies,
slapping the edge and
casting droplets about.
It drifts slowly downward,
making no ..
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Stay The Night
There's something.. Inside.
Something Raw.
Animal.
Something that wants to be seen.
Felt.
Experienced.
It draws you in and
do..
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Tightening of the chest.
Energy, to be expended;
of a singular focus.
Wants, needs, desires.
The hitch of breath before
the plunge.
And then.....
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Have spent my life aimed for the sky
with ill will for nil and none.
I mind my business.
Take only what I need,
yet still they come and come.
Th..
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This is an accurate attribute to a true fisherman such as myself. And the photo is one I took last year while in my kayak. I'm proud of both it and th..
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I ate way too much... The picture is about a pint of ice cream. Before that I had just devoured a half pound burger and fries. "Full" does not qualify..
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The center of a cinnamon roll.
Folds like taffy being pulled;
over and again.
A bruise, many moons surpassed,
like powdered sugar.
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The world above has been put to rest for now.
A blanket of grey and of white
has taken its place.
Our fire has been put out, also;
sleeping, i..
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