Words to tell my stories
Words to tell them why
Words to give names
To what flows through my underground
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Words to tell my stories
Words to tell them why
Words to give names
To what flows through my underground
…
How scattered am I in thought
How blind am I with anticipation
How fortunate am I to command
That mouth bringing mountains to my door
…
I wonder what it feels like for the other kind
Both so close and so far from me
…
Confused heart beats on
Waiting for the solitude
I don’t really want
Fading to nothing
The desire to disappear
Fulfilled upon sleep
Swordsmen still training
Sharp winter air cuts me while
Nothing is the same
we
kindred spirits
love in our hearts
so much
can almost describe
tastes
feels
in our empty mouths
…
To paint love on their walls
Down those long hallways
Meandering through their mind
From yesterday to their future
I wish I could
For them, for all their kind warmth
I wish I knew how to do more
I wish I could do everything they need
I’ll have to settle for my presence
And occasional smiles
And when those fall
Yield in acceptance
That nothing lasts forever
January 9 – 13, 2025
Some nights after twilight settles
Evening fears creep into view
Rolling into the night under that cold moon
Usually to fade with the sunrise
But only after they haunt
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you will wait / I will make you wait / sometimes I don’t wanna be nice …