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 Dec 2019 laoda
Kafka Joint
The sky
 Dec 2019 laoda
Kafka Joint
The sky isn't responsible for your feelings and stuff,
For all you know, the sky has its own issues,
And therefore, you have to be tough,
Without using too many tissues.
 Dec 2019 laoda
Kafka Joint
On every possible map,
In every possible town,
Sun is going up
And then it's going down.
 Dec 2019 laoda
Skye
Autumn
 Dec 2019 laoda
Skye
A rushing fall breeze
It's only a bit chilly
And blows around leaves

Take a deep breath
Pumpkin, cinnamon, and warm spice
My face is rosy

Gray woolen mittens
Cover my freezing fingers
I made them myself

A perfect blue sky
Not a storm cloud in my sight
The air is so cold

The wind blows past me
The trees bang on my windows
A nice cup of tea

I sleep with blankets
So soft and cuddly
I dream of orange
The Great Pumpkin
 Dec 2019 laoda
Kafka Joint
There's only one bitter truth and a whole bunch of sweet lies.
And all you've got is an empty stomach.
 Dec 2019 laoda
TheConcretePoet
wet are
the
winds of
missing,
of...
sadness.

the winds
speak of
pain,
of
throated
screams.

the winds
blow on
by,
the winds
return
like boomerangs.

these winds
travel
over land
and over
sea.

but
make no
mistake,
these winds
of change
always
make it
back
to me.
 Dec 2019 laoda
N
I Long
 Dec 2019 laoda
N
To be kissed
by your eyes

To be touched
by your voice

To be held
by your lips

To be tangled
by your hair
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