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Out of Tune
What used to be my everything
has now turned into what feels almost like a burden.
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Construction Zone
I’m currently being serenaded by hammering from my mom’s bedroom upstairs. They're still working on that bathroom. You know, the one that was supposed to be done last month.
Well, two months ago, actually.
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an endless voice
When I try to tell you about it
you act like a clown.
You just want to see me happy
and I'm just trying to make you proud.
But whenever I try
it's another brick to the clouds
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somewhere between midnight and june
Lying awake at midnight, watching as each blade of the fan spins around, one by one. My bed absorbs me as I think, "hey, maybe I should write something".
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baby dandelions
golden like the sun
blooming in the spring
till they turn to fuzz
flying in the wind.
what our parents call weeds
what we called flowers when we were young.
seems like such a sweet song
Loves
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wanting, without direction
today's air tastes like berries
and overused metaphors. the shadows run
across golden ground, and i look
at our old stone wall like they would in farmers' days.
a boundary, a gate
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The West Wind
The West Wind is a banker in a smart navy suit and a tie. His dress shoes clack on the pavement; he’s got someplace to be, always someplace to be, rushing to the sidewalk, the subway, the elevator, checking his gold Rolex watch.
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nostalgia
I want to go back to that simpler time,
Where we ran through fields and played in dirt,
When we had an abundance of freedom, a million open moments,
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ywp, thank you
ywp is my
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bumblebee
// bumblebee//honeybee//honey//sweet as nectar//you are beautiful//in every way//
