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Making Time
The day starts in a void The busyness takes my joy A mentality of lack Another row of calender blocks sacked I’m racing when I don’t want to I’m snapping like a turtle The grave is the finish line we’ll all succumb to Every conversation is a hurdle Time is insufficient I’ve spent it on…
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Stay (on the beach)
I recognized that look on his face As his family started to pack up and walk away That feeling of hollowness, of loss, of despair – can resonate Like ripples of water in the still bay He stood there on the shoreline You’d think someone had died He was still holding a stick in his…
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Bringing You Ice Cream
Here’s to 6 years Since you had your surgery I brought you some ice cream tonight, surely A ritual that started those 6 years ago That vanilla ice cream with milk, in a cup, looks like snow Our pup was little then We were younger too You tore your ACL when we decided to go…
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Hometown Haze
Over my hometown there is a haze A strange orangey hue in the sky Just a few days after May I drive down Little Creek I hear the public buses and all the other cars squeak I wonder if the guy next to me spent his retirement on that truck he’s drivin’ Oh, and then…
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Filthy Animals
We came home to dog poop But none to necessarily scoop No, it was strewn across the floor Smeared along the door Even on the couch and computer cord Our pup had dipped his tail in it Then slid along the walls of the hall He hadn’t meant it Sometimes unpleasant things happen, like that…
writings on life
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