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clobeth Oct 2019
People say death is quiet
I could not disagree more

Birds chirping in the trees
Men laughing, slapping their knees
Muffled parties in the background
humming cars, showing friends what they found
Flags and fences crying in the wind
New flowers determined not to bend
Sitting with families that are not mine
discussing my thoughts with them over time

People say death is quiet
I could not disagree more
clobeth Oct 2019
A fresh start at 3:27 pm
cloudy day in October
59 Fahrenheit with a steady breeze
lazy breaths and covered arms
warm coffee shop, even warmer people
Carpeted stairs leading to heaven
angels in plaid shirts and fuzzy beanies
windows staring over the city
busy streets, eclectic beings
Hot coffee makes its way down
thinking blissfully in heaven
the devil's tear ringing in my ears
thoughts of crisp leaves
nostalgia for a time that never was
staring at printed bees
hanging around my neck, mink jaws and chakras
A fresh start at 3:34 pm

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