Creeping feeling lingering here. Little spies with with x-ray eyes. Checking my email, reading my texts. Listening to phone calls, what next? Bugging my home, monitoring my whereabouts. Hilarious imbeciles, incompetent fools. I get a kick out of it, I really do…….
Tag: Peacefulness
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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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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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blue moves…..
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Here I go again. I’m a fool again. Over you. Down the road within. Open door again. Over you. Can’t wait to get away. You resemble heartache. Over you. I lie and say…….
