exhaustion leads me on

yet another old poem found within myspace archives

couldnt keep my eyes on the road

they were so full of the coffee sky

and the orange cream sunset,

the color of my sunburns.

studies show that cripples are the happiest of people

because apparently, happiness stems from loss.

i saw a one legged bird yesterday

he wasnt afraid of me

i stood a menacing 3 feet from him

but he just kept eating

whatever it is that birds eat

off the surface of dirty parking lots.

i guess he was happy.

maybe he liked the color of the sky.

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[Alicante lullaby]

speechless.

[Larry Dyson]

try this..?" eyes full of the coffee sky
the orange cream sunset,
somehow cripples are the happiest of people
apparently, happiness stems from loss.
watching a one legged bird yesterday
that wasn’t afraid of me
standing a menacing 3 feet from him,
he just kept eating
whatever it is that birds eat
off the surface of dirty parking lots.
observing he was happy
maybe because he liked the color of the sky?"