Her lips move, though I don’t hear. Eyes flash lovingly. My heart beats magically. This is were we long to be…..
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….Ezra’s ready to rock and roll, time for a morning stroll…..
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Please don’t encourage me, I’ll do it anyway. You know. Can’t help myself where you’re concerned. I’ve never ever learned. So it doesn’t matter, it’ll always be this way….
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Playing russian roulette, in a capsized boat. Paddling furiously, desperate to stay afloat. Picturing madness, imagining feathers, shiny, shiny, feathers. Birds singing, winging me to serenity……..
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planting, weeding…..gardening season….
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A circular type of repeatable motion. Moon driven madness. High, low, affecting where you can go. Clams dig it high, beachcombers prefer low. Moonlight dancing, daylight surfing. Living the high life, that’s for certain…..
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The shine faded, fell apart, drifted away. Sparkling remnants of lost control. Yesterday’s vessel carried me out to sea. Fleeing from the shackles of conformity. Racing sideways through the mind numbing mediocrity. Arriving today, wait and see……
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Which way to Wichita, she whispered in my ear. I need some time to clear my mind. If you want me, I’ll be there. My brain is bruised, body spent. It clearly wasn’t an accident. I’ll be fine, we’ll do it again. Starting in Wichita, early next spring………..
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Fraudulent imposter, walking upright. Pretending what he wants to be. A fools plight. Not a single bit of truth, in anything he says. Snake oil salesman, with sleazy, oily ways. Medicine man with a plan, stay away from me……
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blue moves…..
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