Sundays
Pass the time
wander down
skip rocks
off the clear
cool
pond
write slowly
and with careful
thought
to the placement
of words
and nestle in
close
at night
to the one's
you love.
smoke
Big dark
eyes
long lashes
that blanket
the skin
what lies deep
stored
in the brain
focus
remember
can it be clearer?
which sound
brings
the coolness
of night
drunk
to bed.
immortality
what bargaining tool?
what plan?
what plot?
steam press pigeon
the stirring
of the nimble sheets
pressed to
the lips
of youth
How much?
hope
True
hold on
fear not
strange creature
symbol
i come
from the
dredges of
the Earth
and I pass
to the spirit.
Tie
Use -
the worst weapon
there is nothing painful
about freedom
Run
dirt the roads
it's time.
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