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Blue Oct 23
Salty wind
whispers across my face
as the day's last sun
bends the knee in grace
—barely audible sigh
orange starts the scatter
pinks, purples
molecular matter
colors blooming
rippling
kaleidoscopes
of God's own choosing
darkness unfolds
like a thief
steals the light
watch  
wait
Dazzling starlight







(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧
https://youtu.be/v3nNuA1BQok
I recorded this as a spoken word poem via YouTube as well awhile ago....
  Oct 23 Blue
Bek Blanchard
Now there were two of them
Separated between thousands
of read texts and timely
chats touched by sound
but not skin  
Awake in the others sleeping
Sleeping in the others awake  
Restless as they wait
Restless as they wait
Blue Oct 22
o' to look back                  
                  
upon this particular highway, marred

and battered                    
                  
but picturesque with all of its genuine

roadside charms                    
                  
of girls lost with their dancing flowers

within ruffian arms... or all those places

that change your character's wages
    
..... yeah... you know the ones...                    

we've all been there,                    
                  
driving along to that particular song

letting the breeze                    
                  
tickle those baby hairs just so,  

ohhhh—                  
                  
that ******* cool flow                  

ya, know?...yeah, you definitely know.

'highway hypnosis'                    
                  
is what we all called it whenever the

the haze                    
                  
grew and it Grew and it GREW    
    
The calming night skies              
              
together we'd ride                    
                  
it permeates,                
              
dissolving all those year's pains          
          
         ...  finally          
          
at last,          
          
it's now but an echo          
        
from my weirdly wandering        
      
             ....past.
.... a long drive of attempted absolution
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