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  Jun 2015 Jim
Carl Sandburg
I Have love
And a child,
A banjo
And shadows.
(Losses of God,
All will go
And one day
We will hold
Only the shadows.)
  Mar 2015 Jim
kennedy
when I met you
I was a ******
To ***
Drugs
Self harm
When you left me
I was drowning in addictions
Self mutilating the body
I gave to anyone
Just to feel anything
Even close
To the way your toxic touch
Made me feel
Jim Mar 2015
That unusual night, I woke up and got out of my bed
Oh my! Oh my! Why does everyone seemed dead?
I woke up Mom but to my dismay, she snored
I called Big Brother but to his dream he's stored!
Someone poked me so I turned to find out who
It's Dad! But I thought he fled off when I was two?
"Daddy, how come you're here and not above?" I asked.
"I came to fetch you, son, and you can't come back."
I was confused to what he was trying to say
"Back to your bed and numb body you lay"
I didn't utter a word for I don't know what to say
So to my cozy bed and immobile body I did lay.
Then I realize that time I am already cold dead
and a coffin it was that I thought was my bed!
When Mom got up, I called her; I just got to try
But nothing works because all she does is cry.
My bed was silenced by its divine white cover
Guess the next thing is to the heaves I'll hover.

*

I'm still here on Earth and the day is twenty
To the heavens I'll glide when the day turns forty.
in the Philippines, it is believed that the soul of the dead goes to heaven after 40 days.
  Mar 2015 Jim
SøułSurvivør
^¡^

fly away
my precious bird
stay not
in my hand
i know that
you must
use your wings
my love
i understand

you will
not be crushed
by my
selfish grip
i'll see you no more
but i'll admire
your feathers
in the sun
glinting
as you soar

if you want
to come back to me
you'll be welcome here
but should
you decide to
wing your way
I'll
watch
you
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I love you.
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