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Sep 2018
that song does me better than the best drugs can
and I know that feeling well.
the peak before the spill, like
sunrays reaching land between a clouded sky.
don't remind me of that tiny dancer
because my linens can't stretch the distance to where you are.
gonna take this as it goes
like a boulder breaking loose.
i'll crumble in the downfall,
shattering from impacts like a firework at night
but my saving grace
is being scattered about with all the others
which time has performed it's endless task.

I dare and try to stop it.
stand beneath where cracks have formed.
place my hands high and hold the weight
as it begins to shift from the freeing of gravity.
could i be Sisyphus? or be Atlas?
my mythology hasn't developed in depth
but I am no disgraced God.
i am man with a heart filled of fever dreams
that doesn't know his own strength or worth.
i'll try forever and endlessly come short
its no different than where i stand today
but i'd find myself crushed flat if i didn't try.
Kevin
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Kevin  somewhere in jersey
(somewhere in jersey)   
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