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preston
Poems
Dec 2020
Tourniquet smiles.. yeah, that
PaulSN
Wheels cranking
gears clanking
a precision machine that
would make the
Terminator's ***** rust wi-....
Silly little spilly
open-mouthed hippy-filly- yappin,
all *****-nilly
A crane in
your brain to
keep thoughts sane--
but you talk so funny
through that smile; and
your heart--
it is melting your mental
contraption
How do you always find
a way to speak to me
through it all?
And I'm still trying to
figure out how
all that brilliance
fits into your pretty little head
You must sometimes get
fatigued
beyond all recognition--
and the only way
you can deal with it all
is to find new ways to
b r i n g it to us
without us even knowing.
Youre not quite ready yet:
beautiful-one
and so.. in your creativity--
y o u don't walk from your machine-
we do;
every time we walk towards you.
for our love
for our fear
for our rise
against the years and years and years
https://youtu.be/5WPbqYoz9HA
<3
05/2016
#love
#pain
#creativity
#controlledchaos
#uncontrolledchaos
#freedom
#eternity
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