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Let me know you like I know my weaknesses, thoroughly and
totally picking apart every minute detail.

Be like my insecurities, omnipresent and always waiting to take
me at the end of the day.

Be as large as my thighs, my ***, my belly, enveloping who I
really am in favor of comfort.

Be my hope. Take me away from all I hate about myself. It is too
big a task, maybe. But I've charged you with it all the same.
Set the roof on fire....
It's a party in hell
Let the music inspire...
And then the roof fell
Dance beside the flames
Dance beneath the light
Dancing without shame
Below the stars tonight
Closer time pulls us in
And the music starts to get inside
And this ambush of feelings begin
And I don't even want to hide
Set my soul on fire, oh God.
Don't let it stifle out.
Let it spread throughout the world,
Like a wildfire in a drought.
Let it burn bright and show
The power of Your name.
Let it awaken this generation
So desperate for a flame.©
The spots represent galaxies.
An infinite world of possibilities.
Stars in space spaced by realities...
and gravity

The spots represent a journey
within a world, constantly turning.
A mind doing the same thing
without an object to cling.

The spots represent gaps in commitment.
circling around the truth: orbit.
A reach inches short of it
A love that remains dormant.

The spots represent a mistake made
in the hustle & bustle of laundry day.
Washing whites, I made the bleach spray.
To my dismay
© February 2nd, 2013 by Timothy R Brown. All rights reserved
 Feb 2013 Michael Pick
Zac Sandri
The overwhelming pull and flow
The doubtful peace we may once know
Surf and wave that disrupts the sand
Never receding except on command

The foam that's left up on the beach
Something the breakers can't seem to reach
Pops and bursts all in due time
Not truly obstructive nor truly benign

The tides come and leave again and again
A cycle continued never with end
The beaches will change and water grow warm
But the tides, they will forever perform
Is there a difference between whispers and screams?
This bombastic expulsion of soul...

To ears who might listen, or eternal silence.
hearts and minds are far from control.
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