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 Aug 2013 Quentin Briscoe
echo
I said

Adieu

&
you thought
I sneezed

?
..
I wonder
if you
would have blessed me
so quickly
...
if you knew
that I meant

*Goodbye
 Aug 2013 Quentin Briscoe
echo
all that i know with my mind
will fade
all that i see with my eyes
will grey
all that i feel with my hands
will change

only what i do from my heart
will remain

     ... ONLY LOVE.
only love
           *only Love.
I thought I knew how to string a web
of realizations around my six of hearts,
but playing cards and not cashing in
makes no sense to pessimists that drink
not often enough

Emotions are hairy and tarantulas are scary
Strawberry wine has a buttery aftertaste, he says
So why am I feeling like I don’t know anything
after expressing my thoughts I can’t sort out?

What makes sense? Not these words
Knowing yourself is figuring out the infinite piece
puzzle you’ll never finish because they’re scattered
all about to everyone you love
But they’ll never complete you like you want them to

Tears come naturally like rain from the sky
Salty droplets, trickling down from your puffy eyes
There’s a frog in your throat, croaking louder than ever
Is this enough nonsense for you?
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