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Ryan Quinlan Apr 2015
Black Moth
Fly In Time
As We Change

Looking for light
the mate
of your life

Have you seen the
changes?
When did you start?

Black Moth
Fly With Time
Unchanging
Look To Us
as we fall down
Ryan Quinlan Apr 2015
I Can't Believe
To Jaw Drop

The game of bait
To share
Now a profit

Exaggerated feeling
In a hollow web.

Anonymous?
Or just a reflection.
MN
Ryan Quinlan Jan 2015
MN
I change with the leaves
this fall
Reaching out for the sun
Holding on,

I change with the leaves
last fall
Reaching out for the life through me

You wanted change
in the time where change
stays frozen.

I'm buried
This month
This Day
This minute

But the leaves
Keep reaching
You come back
And melt it away
But I still feel alone
on cold winters ground.
One
Ryan Quinlan Jan 2015
One
I Ride on Highway One
Free
In this crowded state
I smell the sea

The prescription of my
loneliness
Driving in this bright
Blue landscape

A different side of nature
Away from home
Green leaves forever
Turn into
This vast blue sea

I listen to the notes
He gives us
The sounds of
This
Being Free
In Beauty
With Grace
Ryan Quinlan Jan 2015
I'm lost in these sheets you gave me
struggling to keep contact
with the hands that laid them down.

The gray cloth
The mystery of itself
Turns cold

The hand and bodies
connected and held
released by one

At this midnight
I try to feel it
in these sheets you gave me
Ryan Quinlan Feb 2015
To be a bird
A common dream
we have

Gliding with grace
but eyes of fire
looking down at prey.

Do they see us,
as we see them?
All the same

In the eyes of a bird
do they see
the destruction?
do they know
who is doing it?

Fly away to something better.
Ryan Quinlan Apr 2015
Is this for us?
Are we for them?

The endless game
to amuse,
Tensing against the rest.

Ourselves being
as They are
Would we stay?
Can we live as them?
For once,
Look up.

— The End —