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 Feb 2020 ymmiJ
WNDL
Leak
 Feb 2020 ymmiJ
WNDL
You will see tears

But you will never


See me


Cry
 Feb 2020 ymmiJ
Traveler
Traveler...
i’d like to begin
with the way i feel
but that's
not as
important
as paying the bills
so i'll do your bidden
write a little song
put you in the sky
where you belong


BeautifullyBroken... 
I will travel with the
Traveler
Let me take you away
where rent is free
allowing
you to be you and
me to be me
Come with me to the sky
you hold my hand and
I'll hold your pain
as you make me laugh as
we dance in the rain

Traveler...
i’d like to simplify
my heavy heart's
intent
but surely that
won't pay
the overdue
rent
so i'll be
dancing on the lawn
laugh at the tube
anything it takes
to satisfy you

Beautifulillybroken...
together we fly
as high as we can
our sacred cloud
where no man dares
not allowed
I'll do anything for you
until you're fully
gratified its true
.........................
Traveler Tim
BeautifullyBroken
 Feb 2020 ymmiJ
sandra wyllie
is where we meet once a week,
discreetly. Where he works with his
hands to create, shape me and
the wood. Though I’ve a few splinters

he needs to trim. I stand outside the double
doors, waiting for him. Anxious as a bucking
horse. But playing it cool. Not so he thinks
I’m the wood for the fuel.  I could have come

around the back, or any other door many
have traveled through before. But no. I wanted
to enter his private part, the one with the saw
and the drill. The one where he performs all

his skills. The one where his wife leaves
him alone. The one where all the others
do not go. The one where the sawdust
snows. I like this clandestine place –

there’s nothing sexier than a man in his cave.
 Feb 2020 ymmiJ
Perry
Comes and goes
 Feb 2020 ymmiJ
Perry
I've drank the finest of wine
Down to the bottom of the bottle
Only to witness an ocean alone
Barely surviving my own hands

A fire burned through my viens
That was blew out by the wind
Breezing through the leaves
A calmness that sits with me
Before calmness dismisses me

I walked across the tallest blue sky
Where wide winged birds soar high
Til promises of white clouds turn grey
And so there I fell with the rain
Dripping through the lowest gutter

Many times I was buried, lying in dirt
Like a grave, needing no help
Finding the dark inside of myself
But I always rise with the blades
Of the greenest fresh spring grass

No matter what feeling I catch
None of them seem to everlast
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