had to share
Wednesday
Tuesday
MASTER OF THE 13TH
CARD
I
will find my way home by the light of the Moon
Love
me until the end of time. My thoughts are fragile.
Hold
them with your soul, don’t ever let them go.
Store
the cemetery names in a jar, scratch the left side of my car.
Walk
around; footsteps graze the backs of ants.
The
cracks between sidewalks and earthworms
The
Citrine Sun will Heal my Dreams and take my memories
Tuesday
BIG GUY
Trash can dreams and loud cars that scream by
Or the loud noise, like the breaking of some glass
Cigarette smoke, an old man chokes
I would love to love you, but here the vines are
Shaking, they are over taking, and the stars are out
The absence of light and life are the things that
Have been unseen and left for us to do
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