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Cats and black cats and dead end streets.

No street lights, no mailboxes, nothing.

Green beans, city stoops and grandmas.

Jump to the next chapter of life,

There may be a fly with advice so don’t

Let him die.

Half Cup Full.

New shoes, new life, new me.

Today I will remember the times of

Goat ice cream and long full moons.

There is a time, where times end,

Where the breeze brings us back,

There is a time to forget everything.

I am in my own time, where clocks

Melt off the walls and little white men

Dance in the hallways. There is a time

For attitude, and there is a time for

Death. But today is the day I don’t die.

MASTER OF TIME

I know where the snow comes from, I know, I know.

But where does the time go?

In front of us, behind us, time has come and gone.

Where does it go though?

Is there a Master of TIME and he controls it?

Does he store the unused time in tiny bottles?

Does he recycle the minutes, hours, days?

While I have time today and a cup of coffee,

Can someone please tell me where the time goes?

COLESLAW DREAMS?

I had a dream last night,

The kind that makes you think

And the kind that steals your heart.

You were in my dream last night.

But I thought we were done.

I thought this was done.

So why were you there?

Were you coming to tell me something?

Why were you there?

Last night?

In my Dream?

Some things, in this life, I can’t

Understand, and I can’t control.

I thought my dreams were controlled

By my human brains?

Can’t I control that?

Why did you show up last night?

I saw you, you were there, but you

Didn’t speak a word. Not one.

Am I making you appear

Or did you really stop by?

Please tell me why?

Poem.

I had to move to the city to forget you.

Had to cut my hair to remind myself, this is my life.

I am in control of every day and every minute.

From now on, I cross my t’s and I end my sentences.

I sip my coffee with no dreams of you.

The To Do.

To dance on a cat’s whisker,

To feel the piano in your soul,

To climb the top of a tree,

To see the world as a whole,

To pick a peach right off the tree,

To erase the memories of what used to be,

To breathe in the fresh ocean breeze.