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Sep 2016
We're all gunna die someday
Better find the one while
we still have time
No more noons gaining high
off wine
Or indulging in pipe dreams
love of mine
Unconscious heart
Persperated in the tinge of desire
Pulled in from the fallout
All the quaking and debris
and rumbling of the inner city
Shapeshifting through the
dregs of karma
You're the muse stealing the
gods' fire
This poem, for me, is really about a sense of being without structure and feeling disconnected to the source of life itself and trying to find a sense of spirituality in forms. It points to trying to find structure through relationships. It also speaks about a sort of apocalyptic state of mind via being in an environment that is sort of like life lived when Adam and Eve were kicked out of the garden of Eden and into a scary, chaotic world
Bows N' Arrows
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Bows N' Arrows  27/M/Mesa, Arizona
(27/M/Mesa, Arizona)   
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