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Penny Lane Aug 2012
I don’t blame you for not liking,
anything you see.

Worms of disgust, hate, and deceit, crawling inside of me.
Penny Lane Aug 2012
Two magnificent turtles
and I’m surprised I can see them from the distance between us.
I’m sitting in my car on a Baltimore street close to the cobblestone kingdom.
He just exited, I’m waiting patiently.
Were both waiting and this is one more step taken on a path we have carved that leads to our future
and is created from scratch.
Hardly working, and he’s looking to work hard.
Although most days I wished he would just stay in bed with me.
We’re planning and we are praying that the floor doesn’t fall through.
Living this way, living under a rain cloud.
Things tend to have a way of working themselves out but it’s hard to guess fate’s direction
when you’re standing on shaky ground.
The sound of a bell barely awakens the pedestrians.
It might not mean anything, but it sure is a pretty sound.
Penny Lane Aug 2012
All to often I find myself wondering if I’m being told the truth.
I question the impossible possibility that nothing may be as it seems.
I can see it fading from green to gray and I’m between your thumb and your forefinger.
Penny Lane Aug 2012
Birds are my favorite animal,
natural and careless.
I’m looking though the lens of a bluebird,
I’m certain there is something more this life has to offer me.
I’ve never been comfortable with day in and day out routine.
I want to fly south for the winter,
Lima, Peru.
I want to be with other bluebirds.
I want to erase you.

— The End —