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There’s a depth to his shadow,
and determination in the orange glow
that dims to a sputter every third street light.
I remember how t..
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sometimes, when i can remember,i have this dreamin which,some version of mehas become one of those horrible psychologiststhat got into the game to fig..
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This is the beginning of something bigger.
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All the quiet moments All the quiet longing Never lose Win Again Try Fry Once you find it
Quit Hold tight Once it's gone Forever is lost in this mom..
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The wood grain swirls as it bows
back to the context
of an abstract quotation
notated accurately in the footnotes of the universe&..
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I tried to see things your way,
I did.
Your prescription was too weak
to observe clearly,
everything seemed a little too hazy
to be broken..
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You should have seen the rain fall as the sun came up this morning,
the perfect start to "your kind of Sunday"
Only without you.
All t..
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Looking toward the youth,
their eyes wide, stomach’s full.
Force-fed on idealized vanity,
content on sitting back
and watching the show.
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Well-wishes and salutations
satellite-sponsored, blithe exit strategies
Friday night’s love is Monday morning’s apparition
Airy, vag..
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Pauses in thought
sound frozen
light shocked still
nothing.
No one's awake on the East coast.
No one's alive on the moon.
Simple sil..
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