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A sandwich without the sand, please

which sandwich?
hamwich
cheesewich
prawnwich
chicken and churizzowich?

what else you got?

we got a door
get out,
 Jul 3 Dency
T
fourth of july,
night sky.
sparkling lights
ands fireflies.
hands together,
and you were mine.
we smoked,
until we could fly.
i never felt,
so right.

two years later,
youre not around.
but when i look to the sky,
on the fourth of july,
im back with you,
in our small town.
In Venice it’s Oakwood park
Compton it’s Lueders park
The Antelope Valley has the
Shadows

From Venice
To the AV
In Compton
Strategically deploying
Maneuvering women

Now days I wake up to Sin
Daily my story begins

I go straight to the
Spirit praying for
The armor of God
True to myself
Heaven, please let me in
LA county All Star.
black umbrella,
full of holes,
drench my soul,
give me another,
to fly to the stars,
like Mary Poppins,
i like sesame seeds
freckles on her skin,
I''m right here,
my gentle dear
and you're so.... afar.
Inspiration - Just Say I'm Right - Art of Fighting
 Jul 3 Dency
Saturninus
I am in a mood
To wash away with the rain
Entropic and beautiful

Spin out and dissociate
Dust motes in a sunbeam
Leaves in the wind

I am in a mood
To live unremarkably
And dissolve in the sky
You Talk, i listen.
That’s the way this works.

You ramble and You monologue,
while i keep my lips pursed.

i wonder if You’ll notice,
i haven’t said a word..

But you simply entertain Yourself,
and i remain unheard.
Being an introvert is tricky. There's been a couple times I've just stopped talking to see how long people would talk to themselves... spoiler alert---it's a long time.
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