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Tupelo Sep 2021
Tell the reaper I don't need her
I can lay myself to rest
Just write my name on my tombstone
and that I always tried my best

I'm sick of all the goodbyes
The letters I never sent
Addressed to yesterday's lovers
with words I never meant
Tupelo Sep 2021
We are both exiled angels
Heaven a bit too holy for the likes of us
Cast out, we fell into one another
Our best chance for survival
and the most wonderful accident
Breathing out our final words
as we plummet to the surface
Waiting for the ground to catch us
But it never came
Wings caught wind
and we baked in the sun
Skin turned red as the orchards
And you laughed all the while
Tupelo Sep 2021
I needed all the days I dreamt of dying
To remind me I was still alive

and that sometimes breathing is hard

But I'm not ready to lose to a coward
That won't show it's face
Tupelo Aug 2021
We walked through halls of bones and ancient kings
Tucked away in tombs of glass
amongst the hushed chatter and huddled crowds
Our hands collided in some excuse for a reason
The chatter fell to a silent stillness
My insides fluttered like the guests of spring
And the world came sputtering to a halt
In that moment I remembered what it was to be held
Arms stretched out like that of a child
These longings I have not felt for so many moons
Flooded to the surface with wide eyed wonder
How long has it been since this heart sang it's song
Pouring out the secrets hidden within my chest
You made me alive again
After so many years of slumber
Tupelo Aug 2021
These longings in my chest
They grow like the weeds
Wild and relentless
Searching for ways
To push through the surface
Even when plucked
They always return
Searching for the sun
And a garden to rest in
Tupelo Aug 2021
There are songs I will never choose to sing
Words that echo the halls inside my chest
Scars made monument to pain of the past

Most days begin with quiet mornings
The air rising to a slow boil by noon
Sweat tracing the curves of my spine
Like fingers of forgotten lovers

Storms draw near over crashing tides
Racing with the wind as if they had a destination
Beauty and sorrow thick and heavy
Like roses laid on cherry caskets

I will sing songs of forgiveness
To all the men I once was
Remember the chains they carried
And the cruelness in their hearts
Tupelo Aug 2021
Come all you sinners and saints
Just as you are nothing more or less
Rest your weary bones inside for awhile
Just for a moment we can make holy this
basement, hall, or parking lot
No priest or preacher needed for these hymns
Just hearts filled with hurt and souls looking for salvation
Look around,
All crooked halos and broken wings
Serpent tongues and crocodile tears,
Lay down your arms
Surrender for a little while
Make your words worth it
Hold tight to these stories
Remember from once you came
Come and go like summer storms
You saint or sinner
Or someone in between
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