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John Dewberry Feb 2020
Sleep
Relax
Chill
Let the rush of everyday life go
Crack a beer
Muster a smile
Melt hours for a while
In your hammock
without a care
Don’t you feel relief
For a change
John Dewberry Feb 2020
Denial
Is the wine you drink
When youre hungover
From reality

Denial is the ******
We indulge in
When we feel we’ve lost
Ourselves

Denial is the hemorrhoid of
Emotions
Sore to feel
When real
Impossible to heal
Without the suppository
That is time
John Dewberry Feb 2020
Sometimes I wonder
If it’s healthy
To forgo romantic interest
To preserve a strong ever blooming friendship?

The moments I can get you off my mind
The moments are short
But I can unwind

I wonder if I talk too much
You always respond
And talk
But you never engage
And you’re far from the shy type

Both of us are self-identifying loners
Maybe over-thinking is my plight
Hindsight’s 20/20
Patience is a virtue

I wonder if it’s a good idea to test myself
And let weeks pass without talking to
See what ( if anything) happens
  
Busy is the way to be
So busy I’ll be
I’ve no right to feel these feelings
So quickly
John Dewberry Feb 2020
Ian’s telling jokes again
Race Anderson is laughing
Despite his lack of understanding
Moonshiners have a way of cutting their teeth
on hand-me-down drinks to warm up
my so called friends never
Pick up the bill
Pretty soon
I’m gonna need a lone shark
And an IOU
I’ll pay off our tabs
in fifty years time
John Dewberry Feb 2020
SSR
Characters
And caricatures
Silhouettes of what we want
To be
Are ever-present
Ever-changing
And ever growing

Sinners, Saints, and reprobates
Are one in the same
It ain’t new
We’ve seen but never labeled
Out of fear for being judged
Ourselves

SSR— we’re a mix of all theee
John Dewberry Feb 2020
The marionettes dance
In synchronicity they look
Without regard to clairvoyance
In this world

Permanence isn’t given
You better start living
Stop existing in mere  memory
Life is present tense
John Dewberry Feb 2020
Denial
Is the wine you drink
When youre hungover
From reality

Denial is the ******
We indulge in
When we feel we’ve lost
Ourselves

Denial is the hemorrhoid of
Emotions
Sore to feel
When real
Impossible to heal
Without the suppository
That is time
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