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Feb 2017
Bloom bound prairie

shake off these frozen confines

Brace for nothing

The sun stays away

familiar strangers cluster

****** another murmur with your abrasive tongue

Kick a can IF you must

This is a paradise for the broken home hero

Tilted shadows hide an uneasy nostalgia

Tree side muck pond ripple

A stone thrown for the sake of motion

A sigh retired for the sake of gumption

Fanatic ghosts reminisce over dusty diners

Tables like saw dust and lights dulled from a haywire hand

Grease plate pallet

you whisper

"God bless America"

into your headpiece

Indeed?

I think not sir

Dry toast and indifference for the soaking

Truck stop sickly and the road is endless

Rest stop epiphany and the desert screams with concurrence

Falsehood frenzy

our collisions grow more hysterical

grow more contrived

What a combination for the ponder patch

A slice of sanity on a pie full of red light liquidation

A drive by delusion

concrete echoes notions of finality

Spent for the folly

Sprint for the skyline

it keeps receding

I keep pleading

Show me what it means to be nonsense

Show me the theory that keeps us nodding like wire birds

wondering why we lack buoyancy

Wanting perches and obligatory blindness

Break me the way you broke the rest

A smile like satire

A mind like lunacy

Between I find something resembling reason
Moonsocket
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Moonsocket  26/M/Illinois
(26/M/Illinois)   
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