Sunday

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It’s been how long?

I am a lady with a soul.
Softer than river water
Cold as the old man next door.
The birds here, they sing.
The songs we hear are different
From what they hear.
The stars seem farther away from
This point of view.
That’s alright, that’s ok.
I got my horse and my hay
And we will have a great night.

POEM


Tonight we shall have a ceremony.
For the dead.
For the living.
For my grandma.
She needs to see life.
As gentle as it can be.
She needs to see death dance on
A spider web. She also needs to
See how the moon looks
While the yellow October is here to stay.
Eucalyptus to heal her broken soul.
Tonight we shall have a ceremony, for my gram.

Monday


twenty seven shaped ear.

27 cents to ride the train
pack a bag and stay.
New York screams past midnight
Alaska sleeps till March.
Brown leather boots follow closely
becoming dizzy the world is spinning
cinnamon whiskey for you my dear
breakfast is such a nice time of year
don't fear for the next day
as today just started.