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 Jan 2015 db cooper
Traveler
Becoming aware, I break from my stare
And wonder how long I’ve been dreaming
The time has come to fight or run
Which sets my busy mind scheming

In my defense I take an awkward swing
What consequence shall my actions bring
To cover the truth or to blatantly lie
Is all the same, it festers inside

Becoming aware, I break from my stare
And wonder if perhaps I'm dreaming
Love is not a hyperbole
Truth is in the subtleties
Arrives unexpectedly
Like gust of wind
To blow you away
And transport you
To a land of truth
Souls dance to its tune
In harmony
Till eternity, in your heart
Loves takes special space
In the realm of your life
Brings eternal sunshine
 Jan 2015 db cooper
Traveler
Simple acts
Of living
We author
Our own lives
Such it seems
Suppose to be's
We hold on
With all our might

The heart
It sinks
Into a hole
A shadow world
Of type
A place we listen
With closed mindedness
To the heretics of light
....
Traveler Tim
re to 4-18
 Jan 2015 db cooper
GaryFairy
walking along a creek side path
a detour from the day to day
stopping long enough for a bath
letting nature pay the way

i pause at a blackberry bush
a good place to get a meal
a sit down without any rush
letting nature pay the bill

finding me a cool place to lay
a shady space under trees
watching chipmunks and bluebirds play
letting nature pay the fees
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You are naked.
Alone.
In this room you have been in countless times,
but is in no way comforting.
The walls are all white,
the floor, sky blue and white
checkered tile.
You look up,
the single bulb flickers for a moment,
you walk towards the tub
in the center of the room,
it is an old style tub
with the clawed toes.
You turn the faucet,
it begins to ooze
dark red.
Is it mud?
or maybe blood.
you plug up the tub,
and sit down on the edge.
You watch the ooze
slowly covering the porcelain
and you get in
you sit down.
The ooze comes just up to your knees now.
It is odly cold
staining your skin.
You shiver,
but lie back anyways
as if to relax.
The ooze creeps up over you
engulfs you
smothers out all your senses
except sight
everything is silent now
and you can no longer breathe
The ooze is all around you
sloshing over the edge of the tub
and staining the tiles
sky blue and red.
this is a nightmare I have been having for months.
 Jan 2015 db cooper
B
10:23: Hey, I miss you.
11:47: I hope you're okay.
1:19: Please text me back, I'm worried.
2:10: Come back. Come back. Come back.
3:14: I'm so sorry.
3:26: I love you. Please reply.
3:58: Okay, well I'll be here if you need me.
4:17: I love you.

He never replied, but I'm still waiting.


          

                                 B.S.
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