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1.1k · Nov 2014
radio waves
Clayton Hoppe Nov 2014
You tune into that same ole station,
Playing that same ole song,
Looking for a whole new meaning.
But its still written in '78,
And you're still here, now.
Sure, you search new stations
For new words you haven't heard.
But it no longer hears your heart.
And try as you might
That song became classic
Before you wanted to stop dancing
474 · Jan 2015
What is Art?
Clayton Hoppe Jan 2015
I don't give a **** about poetry
I don't care about standards
Or its asinine practices.
It’s about feeling and power
Or maybe it isn't, who knows
But its not what you or I want
It IS
And that is all.

Technology is my greatest ally
And my greatest crutch.
It’s a quiet confidence
For the insecure,
You're not even sure it matters.
And before long you're gone
And your words are insignificant
Until someone new hears them
A thousand years too soon
And they echo on empty walls.
424 · Jan 2015
How Do You Do It?
Clayton Hoppe Jan 2015
How do you do it
How do people move on
How do you look someone in the eye
And say you love them
That you'd never hurt them
That they're the only one
As you wait for the other to call
You think you're a good person
And make good choices in life
But you're so capable of awful too
You wanna trust but you've seen the bad
You've lived the bad
You were the bad

But you try to move on
And be whole again
But in your mind no matter what
They could do it too
You wanna let them be whole
And innocent and good
But you question unnecessarily
Cause that's all you know
What was that twinkle in your eye
Like you wanna tell me something
Like you wanna come clean
Or is that what innocence looks like?

Maybe I forgot how that feels
And you deserve a clean slate
But that's how people get burned
A sunrise with storm clouds
The morning breeze is refreshing
But with it comes the smell of rain
And you just can’t tell the forecast anymore

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