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Dec 2018
extinguished like raindrops
dried on rose bush thorns

every color
pulled up and down

shaking cables in elevator shafts
groaning with memories of you


step away from the ledge
this is all dream play

pebbles thrown down
from ancient majesty

cruel to forget
bliss to remember

each stone thrown away
owns a soft place

in this rich mountain soil
drop the world

a bad tv show
trying to keep you

from stepping into open blue skyway
gather your things

leave your solace
on the mountaintop

head up North
get culture shocked

walk the needle littered streets
step over bad habits

hit the libraries
bookstores
coffee shops

stare out windows
hoping for dead pens
to Lazarus up

take freezing cold showers
in Canada rain

heaven's rainfall
is hiding masterpieces

catch the tempo
in pure light dreams

144 blocks away from
another perfect dream

you almost remember
if only......

crystal clear beats
shattered my streets again

my busy traffic stops
floating us away

river riots in the street
letting us know

who is really in charge
when mother shakes

fumes
vents

lava red
tidal ripped
raw nerves twisting it up

shifting sides
turning evil on its head

exposing corruption
breaking knots

tipping scales
torching blind folds

letting liberty
be seen

across dark waters
she is striding.
Styles 12
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