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short 1Who makes you so unhappy it shows - There must be a mad man somewhere in this town making soft wretched noises every time he gets his way.short 1
CaterpillarI am a bloated caterpillarCaterpillar
lying on the ocean floor
my father dug out in the back yard
so that we could have something more
I am a fallen angel
from the trees hovering above
I may have drowned in your loneliness
but my soul marinates in your love.
uphill battlesRiding past the dew tipped grass, like crystals of Northern Lights I feel moist air on my cheeks, fresh, and close my eyes in a straight line. Complaisant to the request I made to join me he is playful and restrictive.uphill battles
The sky is a fluorescent blue just completely lit from the rising sun He is always on time He is always smiling Flocks of birds sun tan in early morning light Congregating and revisiting dreams of open terrain, fat worms and endless puddles of clear water.
Silver and gold leaves wave as I pass a mans voice, holds back, recounts our time
In botsAbout fucking Paul Johannson, horse drawn carriages with green lining without any horses, trumpets, gates, learning to fuck, twisting around...In bots
Running from house to house, with a gun, acting, in the dark...
Avoiding bog water, poking the top of it, bee or frog, jumping from yellow flower patch to yellow flower patch, running barefoot over flooded grass to a creek flowing under a large tunnel, an Indian man running out of the tunnel past me, kneeling down with the water...
A wood pecker poking holes in an old wooden bike that sat just near hte creek, staring at me, worried I would hurt him, my mother tel
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I love your songs. You word things so beautifully. oh yeah, and welcome to deviant art.
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