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David Hilburn Dec 2024
Totally, for ever more, as sure...
Spirited away
With our eyes watching the sun, curious
The glare of history, is with us to say...

I love to see you, love
Cause and creation
When nights roam, spirit even does
The obvious, a heart to know needs sensation...

Has become...
Our soul reason to exist
Letting the lent have a taste of home
We are the people, who have happiness to list

Rage was such an old man
Sitting in his overdue chair
Pregnancy, layovers, and books; have a plan
Will a secret arranged to excuse sharing's stare...?

At this time, the bills came to be paid
Heat, grocery's and rent
Where we were, the eyes of what we said...
Alive, in the name of life, we meant...
perhaps too romantic? hello to a weighty stare in the best one has to offer, a stare at love staring right back at you
Milk and nuts
the cheese-farm parcel.
To open, rear, doughy portion
finding that place to leave soured...
Crunched into numbers, exaction's Zealot!
svdgrl Oct 2015
My heart is still a broken clock,
it stopped when you said "We need to talk."
It hasn't ticked a beat since then,
it only sits inside my chest.
It stuck where we were sickly green-
Yours gone blue, now red and mean.
All I see are plants and trees,
frozen with the honey bees.
There is no other soul in sight,
just your face etched in my eyes.
I haven't heard another sound,
since your backwards singing
comes around.
Circling in my ears all night,
my sleep is taken by your lies.
You've gone on living day by day,
I'm still standing in last May.
I'll watch you thrive for another year,
and then you'll have to disappear.
I forced myself to write this after I thought of the first two lines as a clever cliche and decided to make it a sappy lament that turns awry

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