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kyle henderson Dec 2012
Have we entered radio silence again? When will I get a telegram that says your back to stay for more than a day?
ill sit around and while away the hours paint transparent flowers fill warm baths with cold showers climb to the top of two story towers jump and land on my feet
I wish I had been born a beatnik living street wise with feet quick hop on a main vein train and ride it to the pacific forget all the specifics and just be
Learn to breath the salty water  
Swim with her like an unborn daughter
Yesterday I had my eyes on tomorrow
Tomorrow ill dream of yesterday
And hope for a telegram
Coming my way
kyle henderson Dec 2012
He kicked over the cup cursed himself
It was the end of the dark green bottlei
A new stain for the carpet, a constellation of spills
Blood ***** and liquids

Walk to the train take the ride downtown
Missing old friends
Maybe a few are around
Most have moved off to a sunny seaside town
The fireman wail past toward an unknown fire
He follows the sounds and flashing light
To the heat and the light of fire in night
It's an apartment building
Breathing flames
Looking at the destruction
Makes him thankful for the carpet stains
kyle henderson Oct 2012
make up your mind
like your bed
and maybe sleep for once

wash the dirt from your face
you look better when i can see the smiles
the world tries to hide

love yourself and maybe find flight
your smiles fake now but its ivory white
human light house beacon in the night
direct me to your shore so i can *sleep
kyle henderson Oct 2012
I was walking up a hill writing a song when I passed a man with drumsticks and glasses on.
I stopped him and asked "wanna be my band?" He tilted his head and said "I'd be glad to keep time and accent your rhymes!" So off we rolled toward
downtown sound a magical haven for the musically inclined.
We talked to the owner (she's beautiful and free and everything that brings happiness to me) and she said "sure your traveling act can stop for the night knock out your rythms and make everyone feel alright".
checked the levels warmed the tubes and
so we did and it was spontaneous and from the fingers
the sounds were off and out of time
loud and alive with a dense misunderstood honesty
as soon as it started it was over
the man with the glasses and wood bit drumsticks we  shook hands and parted ways
the kick of his drum follows my steps i hope i meet that man again
kyle henderson Oct 2012
Slow motion waltz out of time
Red lights change green
Stuck in the middle of the road
3000 pounds
4 wheels
Vs
135 pounds
2 legs
*Who would you bet on?
kyle henderson Oct 2012
Aspiration in a bottle not alcohol that's to simple
It's Gatorade or smart water
The smart minds feed the brain and eat from the helpless adult child in the checkout line like Dylan said its just one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind
kyle henderson Oct 2012
She smiles while she sleeps and it makes me happy for a second knowing someone can find the sun in the dark side of time
In this endless division of multiplied layers to keep out opinion wind join the work force be a team player head held high as you bury your spirit in the ground
Sacrifice yourself  to stay with the breathing the couch ridden children of no parent praise mystified by misuse
Ever day is a reminder that another has passed
The turnstile  smiles are abandoned ghost guests  try again tomorrow I guess
Fight with words written to corrall the pain I look over and notice where my sweet love is laying and the sun begins to shine in the middle of my night I don't mind saying its all gonna be alright
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