Oh.

We don’t have time to weep.

The world is a better place with love and steak.

Don’t mistake me for the dog, or the hog.

Either could be easily mistaken.

When your mother comes up from Florida

Tell her to bring the sunshine and palm trees.

Everyone here is stale, they are rigid.

Stones may not break your bones,

But evil eyes and last night’s mascara may kill.

Race me into the City night. I lost my left

Shoe, where the men kiss and the streets have no lines.

Take two steps back and kiss that dime.

Find time behind us, that we can’t keep.

Garbage scatters the minds of the night crawlers

While the street lights go to sleep.

Scratch your dry eyes with money.

We don’t have time to weep.

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free your mind.
take your soul.
hold the sky.

the river eats the sorrow the trees left us~

a back pocket poem

Ocean drop, sweet sun bliss. Over the Mountains we can see this.

Everything is the way it is because of humans. And the universe isn’t equal.

Pull together the currents from your seas, I will bring my bees.

Let’s set them free, to the sunrise and the salty breeze.

 MAIN STREET.

Smoke me like last night’s cigarette.

The world is turning inside out, Girl

Don’t be afraid, music will still live.

Flames paint a dream in your fireplace.
Meet me on our bench.

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I used binoculars to see your heart.

The unknown lies to rest deep in your soul.

Bury your thoughts in the garden, where the

Dead flowers grow and where baby toes meet dirt.

Tonight we shall sell our bodies for more than a century.

Tip your hat, take a seat, relax. Tell me how you really feel,

About this BBQ Atlanta night.

Vultures Dance.

I had to cut my ears, so I couldn’t hear you scream.

I walked toward the river and spotted a fish.

Dance, Dance, Dance.

Bells ring, the sun peaks through this

Alaska air. Dance with me because

I am the one that loves you.

If you have a bad day, let me touch your cheek.

Wipe this across your lips, trust me darlin’

I been here the whole time.