artistic responce

and on top of it all you never stop when
ready, you just keep on going and
taking on each new day, chugging along
in the best way you ever have had,
sometimes its easier and sometimes you feel
torn up, old and creaky like your grandad,
increase the effort that you got deep inside,
coming out when you push the pedal down,
right when time gears up and starts brewing
explicit passion like a river always flowing,
stop thinking that time is really slowing,
pop up out of the old ways and join us in the future,
offer up a new sacrifice to the impending altar,
nevermind the keeping up of appearances,
confirm the end result and allow
each moment we share to glow through
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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