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Patrick Kennon Sep 2019
Headlamp illuminates glass, fear has passed like summer showers
Hours and hours of waiting for you, dandelions grew in pace
A face, name forgotten, incubating heartfelt goodbyes
Forever cries to the moment, forward movement, unconscious atonement
Blowing it, down and destroyed and dead, call it a solution
Solvents fluid, plastic, pollution, unscrewing the lid to the genie jar
Listed over to far, capsize a species,  man made atomic meteors
Empathy depleting like mana, ran out of blue potions
Just a ghost to a ghost most nights, smoking under bulb lights
Waiting for the moths to come by, fly in their drunkenness
What we miss is imagined bliss, dull dragging gravity
Tattooed skull on your soul, dagger piercing tragically
One day magically the lights come on, you hear the same song for the first time
And you slip into the sublime, now, now, now
Patrick Kennon Sep 2019
Train screaming over the fences and cut glass grass
I beat you this time with my foot on the gas
Accelerate late into the night morning
Boring yourself so many different ways
Different stuff pays, we adapt
Take a second to take a look and years pass
Memories erased with sand blast, imploding
Patrick Kennon Sep 2019
The devil is crawling up my leg, going through all my pocket change
**** through the grate, be grateful for a place
Black coffee laced with space case tablets
Bad **** builds habits of being sneaky
They'll never see me, we all tell ourselves
I'll be the lucky one
No fun, the sun runs you down regardless
Artless, choking on plastic, snap like worn elastics
Rubber bands and lucky charms on your wrist
Another name to add to the list of lost
Looking to the future, the past hurts lots
Come together, somersault, a species collectively at fault
No more violence, or blame blame blame, more of the same ****
Sending our kids off to die
We owe it to them to try
Patrick Kennon Sep 2019
Cloth wrapping electric wire, big buyer collecting firepower at the arms race
What's at stake, who really wins, violence is a means that rarely justifies its ends
Steel breaks, sometimes bends, but we're made of different stuff, twice as tough
Low hand, bluff, keep smiling until they tax that too, dog mouthed shoes slapping
You're tapping your foot to that same song, the one where we all sing along, wasted wishes
Dishes piling up in the sink, a collection of blinks and cold drinks to wash dreams away
We shape our lives out of clay, 3 hots and a cot every day, we all have voices, something to say
We're all worth listening to
Patrick Kennon Sep 2019
Let's talk about something, nothing,

make it last hours, little showers of

happiness on a September afternoon,

rain dropping and heat flopping on

its stomach, mutt on the back porch,

cat in the grass, surpassing the

estimated end point, a coin coming

out of the machine, minted brilliance

mimicking material, a representation

of capital, your body sold alongside

your soul, to meet a deadline full or

howling needy things, it brings me to

my knees in this September rain,

inherit all the blame and try not to

shrug, would leave it all behind for a

hug, and someone to whisper that

they love me
Patrick Kennon Sep 2019
Encompassed in volume, solid and fluid and gas
Eyes in morass, looking glass into hazel candy blinks
Links of steel bending, breaking, jet fuel problems
Went off as a kid to solve them, just figured out what type of animal I am
Trying to give a **** to blank faces and pocket change
Long range, ten digit grid, you think you're so well hid, until you get touched
Bunched up around your neck, bent over hugging rags
Carry your life story in a bag, plastic and fresh and new
Waiting for time to catch on up with you
Patrick Kennon Sep 2019
2x
Solving all of life's problems
with herbs and
chocolate
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