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old gold molds
watch it unfold to a crumble
in the bumble bee tumble
through the rumbling of rubble
busy breaking into bits
fizzy falling into fits

the dream was
a buzz on a high mountain
powerful wings
stinging to keep the top
you should have seen them all
drop like flies
having tried the climb
to share the air
'
in the end, a
how dare
you

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getting high
makes time fly
twenty years shy
away from memory
blink, blink

i just saw my daughter graduate
mom, i'm so proud of you
she says

the whole family is over
on sunday, all day
they stay like they can't
remember how to leave

in and out of treatments
even with 5 years clean
went back to the streets
using, using

until
i wanted to change
myself

untitled & unknown # (or for soljhrs everywhere)

in time you will find the rewind
button has met every vhs
in time you will unwind
the two arms around numbers
of clocks and
knock on rooftops where raindrops fall
breathe and breathe and feel
it all
will be okay

if it is not now

if it is not
be it fate's stronghold
and your own slate
you resist to wipe clean
step up and into your power
with your bones, your brains, your toes

dream and don't give up!
dream and don't give up!
dream and don't give up!

not to be forgotten

"You a knucklehead. I'm so mad at you! How could you not tell me you played the pinao for 10 years!?"

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And now cell phone's are frying our brains.
And young men are doing the hustle.

And a sun is shining on a day on earth
and a word is given to call each thing by name.
These words puzzle piece in
and fall out like teeth.

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