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Breath
I'm waiting,
silent,
for a time when I can't see my breath again.
Warm, not fuzzy,
just happy,
just for a little while. -
Story of being human and alone in the 60's
I miss the summer heat, and the love I once recieved,
before I turned
seventeen.
Respect is hard to come by,
now sitting, watching her sing lullabies to her newborn baby,
I can't relate. -
midnight intuition
People are careless when they're asleep, that is unless you wake them up,
said you were dreaming when you were walking in there,
singing yourself to sleepwalk
They never care that you didn't mean it, -
Ocean artist
She glides with the waves,
particles of lost things passing by.
she never wonders if those were the lives she could have lived,
loves she could have loved.
plastering toxic things to creatures and never regretting, -
Soaring
I want last year's summer back,
the sweet smell of grass and salt and gasoline,
drifting through the warm breeze,
knowing a brown banana's waiting for me in the car.
a friend waiting at the door, in the same shorts as yesterday, -
I don't care for
I don't care for the way he treats her,
she's not his barbie girl.
I don't care for the way she loves him,
affection of another kind.
I don't care for the way he uses her,
He's learned to minipulate her mind,