with effortlessness just
a touch or three
you drive away a sadness with
a long hug delivered
as if straight from
the cloud directly
to within my warm arms
across the sky
at faceless night
a slow dance
cheek to cheek
is the icing on the nachos and
the cheese on the cake
built in a cradle of milk and honey
a slow nap
on the couch
is minutes
hours
months
days
years
of heaven
revealed
it was as though
death was so close that
there was no further
way to think about life
and what it was like to
be alive, yet the sun
still came up somehow and
the minutes kept passing
like a breeze still keeps
shaking the leaves; the
chair was never as
comfortable as standing
even if you do not want
to do something but
the words needed to be
written and the song
needed to be sung even
if it the right time
to do it seems as if
it would never come and
there was only one way
to convey the coming
of that night even though
it was still day,
as if a way to prevent
the end of
the daylight
and you are my
day light
diving in and out of a groove
evening out the dark and light mood
placing each foot down with force
right when the dance calls for it
endure these flashes of moving through time as
space between minutes all begins fading together
sifting out the waiting and driving out the words
in the fashion of our ancient ancestors
other people might as well not exist
never again will the path be deviated from
put yourself in the shoes of a being of fire on the moon
let yourself rest and you freeze so keep moving
allow the storm in your brain a moment to rally
coasting down a thought suck in fifth gear
edit whatever would stop or get off this trip
monsters sometimes hide behind the eyes
endure all evilness to reach the good
now the
tomorrows all look better
why is life a raging river?
holding back a plant or rock from
overtly joining its parade
can you hear the tick tick tick
of the click that regenerates
us when a fear of success or death
leaves a. Chill in the back of the room
destined to flesh out the learning curve
blue eyes are sad inthis night rain
even when it was sunny all day
hope still helps the flattered few who
evict another bright green fight of
rights that the flowers gave up on
easy argue and hard compassion moments
issued to a hopeful good team
not on the same side as we are
today we will connect again on a level
hot off the news wire that bluffs
every time it seems to care
silent in the clouds that move
eager to play the game
evil rules even followed this time
yes it was a good comment
endings which we foresee
stopping us from shouting at stars
complementary tasks
take over the peace at hand
and I don’t know what to say
because the rush is on
and only one,
maybe two and a half
looks is all you are going to get
before you are gone,
no room left in the caravan tonight,
so just keep on traveling
until symphonic notes and
deities flutter by
and you
lost your home,
your pet is gone,
you can’t buy shoes,
your keys unlock nothing
besides memories,
all those photos
are a long ways away ,
and you know
that where you are at
you should stay
so first,
we go into the room,
a long room,
dark,
and she says,
Quietly,
A couple of us cracked the code,
The lenses,
So advanced,
we could use something
to modify
the view of everything else,
someone said to me,
don’t just look at space,
be sure you look at the earth,
and we saw the number of tiny moving stars,
or cold spots,
on the surface and wondered about it,
as we zoom it in,
they move and drift and have a complex pattern,
once we finally had the technology to see,
it became apparent that they had limbs,
then we knew we were onto
something bigger yet smaller,
we had carbon dating and
we had x-ray times infinity;
we saw and these forms were turning
The magma and
also on the upper layers
we saw,
and that was when the trouble came,
and then I woke up
for the timed distance
in each and every long goodbye,
roasting in the house
so the snow outside is not even existing
the legs of yours I can
keep on my lap or
if you want me to hold your hand so that
some of the movie is not so
scary,
“endtroducing” a grand album of that title,
still nominal,
only the stars are showing up ,
kind words meet the embrace,
after all, you are my lasting treasured inspiration
when the bear rode
into the forest then
the hurling of a great
growl far into the passing
of moon’s shadow and
a flower still being
held in the jaw of last year’s prey
he told a story to the fire
“,every day
when you move along
in what you thought
was land, solid land, then
you find yourself lost and
locked in the muck of
a grounded place that will not
let you out even if you become
aware and find out how
to be in accompanied of
the idea of actually
grasping and wanting to be
so very alive,
every day comes with
the coloring of tomorrow,
every day comes with
the remembrance of today,
every day moves like
last month was yesterday
every day is when
you maybe move along”
then he shuffled off
to the bright side of
the forest where the trees
we’re lighting up
like new year’s dawn
for when you let down
your guard is for sure
when the guard of the
enemy will come for you
and there are no more
paths to teach you if you
do not learn from the
ones you have already tread
but while the pain is a given
during the guesses that could
be as correct as possible and
everything that talks
together are a part of the
same conversation from
the real times we exist in
from the same observations
from the same world
from the same destructions
from the same rebirths
from the same realizations
from the same
unanticipated hesitations
while the sky becomes
brighter another amount of time
spoke in an abstract way
far beyond the measurement
of reality without the definition
confine the idea of the separation
of you and me and the division
between yesterday and tomorrow
yet the existence of all that
we perceive is no difference
from each second being
everything and all of our lives
somehow all at the same time
there are no more borders
there are no more boundaries
there are no more treaties
there are no more subtexts
there are no more symbolisms
there is only preparation
and sharpening blades
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| Patrick Beasley Cons… on date and time |
| Faded Ecstasy on breaking |
| LooKOn Gaming on no meditation |
| Devlin Demontigny on city blood |
| Lucy on Presenting present |
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