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The king of dancing
Flowing in my mind
The king of dancing
Makes me go blind
For the king of dancing
Really isn't real
Because the king of dancing
Only makes me feel what I feel
There's a huge gap between
What people say & do
And
What people think & feel
I have love for whom are aligned.
Throbbing little mosquito
Sipping on some wild doe
Going with the wind's flow

Buzzing ominous lullabies
About the blood queen's paradise
Flying to the land where they'll rise

She'll nurture them with all her love
Deep inside a dark cove
Until the buzzing
Stops.
Your lovely child
you don't want
to be guided and disciplined

may end up
being welcomed
with open arms
as a street kid!
children must be cared for.
at 4 in the
morning the sun
is never up
but i usually am

i worry
about things
that are out of
my control
even more about
things that are

get up early
when i work
and earlier
when i don’t
the older i get the
more i learn
sometimes you
need to cry it out

alone
at night
into your pillow
the blankets
wrapped all
around you

sometimes you
need to cry
and cry
and cry

until the morning
sun falls across
the tears dried
under your lashes

and the lump
in your throat has
dissolved so you can
breathe with ease

you need to get up
let hot water
wash it away
let the steam rising
from your mug soften
any sorrow left around
your morning eyes
take a deep breath
don’t mention it
to anyone

and
just
keep
going

i will
just
keep
going
copyright 9/7/18 b. e. mccomb
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