When the river sets in deep it turns
The valley steep
And I think I am bent between stones.

My mind is a holler and
I find no peace in solitude.

Stand with me in my double vision
I see clear what is missing
Inside a carton or two.

Bend and twist like a willow
Beside the river bed. Sultry and
Ancient the wind passing a gentle
Caress.

A silent crow lands softly in the tree
It’s eyes black and mysterious
And a story untold to be.

Black mold holds its breathe
On the ceiling
These bedsheets are soft
And the bottle dry

Suffer in silence,
Mr. tobacco smile
Burning regret
Peels my skin.

I can hear my vagabond mind
Racing
I’ve got you in my thought

My breathe stinks up the air
As I stare at the ceiling
And it weighs
Heavy
On me.

It’s been a long time sense I wrote anything down. Organized myself into thought.
Made my self alone and inspired by sound.
Been alone in a city our home
We made together
Pilgrims in love
And for a few my nights linger
Bright screams fill my eyes
Smoke and ***** my breath
Separation
Like the wind there
In the trees
A soft summer breeze
Even at the equator you
Can hear me

Mickey Mouse you get the crowd
They get you
I watch and feel inspired
We feel the level of acceptance
An atmosphere of questions
Where  we cross and ask each other
What’s the cost?
Is it worth it?
I can buy happiness?
The abyss is dark
And we look into it

I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

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Sometimes I’m a ****
When I stay after work
At the bar
For a drink
Maybe two.

Just killing time
Spending my dime

And I forget to text you.

It’s hard to come home
When your asleep
I feel alone

Just want
A little
conversation