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Josh Koepp May 2013
In my travels i have met those
                                          Who tell me
                                                         They have lived their life without regret
******* and Lies

So i told them to take
                                    Their old cellphone
                                                    Their high school yearbook
                                                                                  And a family picture album
And sit at their colleges cafeteria dinner table from
                                                                             The beginning of dinner
                                                                             To the end
on the last day of finals
when everyone is teary eyed
                                       Saying their farewells

So they did and they came to me after
                                                         And said that they regret nothing
and i told told them
                               in the time that you sat there
within your arms reach
                              were the faces of thousands of people
that you could have gotten to know
                              
but never did
Josh Koepp May 2013
so again we reach the end of the year
like the end of the line
like a cliffs edge

the ground that we all stood on disappears
and all at once
we jump to our deaths

but we never really die
we just fall until summer is over

and everyone falls in different directions
i fall down
and everyone i wanted to be a fall-buddy with
seems to fall up
and all of us fall of the earth
just in different directions
which leaves me to wonder how on earth
are there so many people on this planet
during the summer
when they've all fallen off?
Josh Koepp May 2013
Peace will forever hunt my dreams
because i call him every night
and i'm greeted with his answering machine
"Peace is not here, peace is not there"
beep
if i left a message at the tone
i'd get a busy line or hear the operator drone on
but that's getting somewhere right?
peace is never home
it seems
everytime i call war answers the phone
peacefully
he sits by it never leaving it alone
crying in between disappointing phone calls
writing letters
putting pictures on milk cartons
and writing poems
searching for his long lost friend
wondering why
peace never made it home
Josh Koepp Apr 2013
belonging to the land of diversity
this Hamline university
has made me realize
how i've diversified
my insides

that tell tale question

WHO AM I

doesn't apply to those who know who they see in the mirror
but from lies, beer or
other kinds of alcohol

we see double or triple or quadruple
and above all
we want to know

which one am i...

because it's pretty hard to tell the difference between
20 of the same faces
all taking up the same place it's

so ******* hard to see one common denominator
when you wish they were all you
and wish it was all true
Josh Koepp Apr 2013
belonging to the land of diversity
this Hamline university
has made me realize
how i've diversified
my insides

that tell tale question

WHO AM I

doesn't apply to those who know who they see in the mirror
but from lies, beer or
other kinds of alcohol

we see double or triple or quadruple
and above all
we want to know

which one am i...

because it's pretty hard to tell the difference between
20 of the same faces
all taking up the same place it's

so ******* hard to see one common denominator
when you wish they were all you
and wish it was all true
Josh Koepp Apr 2013
The streets are so much prettier quand vous les voyez en monochrome
De n'avoir que la noire et la blanche leaves you expecting less
d'une sentier made of stone.
si il n'y a que la nuit, tes paupières n'ouvrient jamais
and then how would you know where to go?
Josh Koepp Apr 2013
Is it safe to cross the meadows you knew as a child?
the ones with the meadowlarks and the sparrows
and not fear that somewhere in the dark
is some stark night terror coming
to tear you apart

and you thought you left that behind some yesteryears ago
in the dark spaces in your closet
where you kept your toy chest
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