wake up walking,talking about being free as a bird. take up talking,gonna fly above all my words. look down on the absurd,look what I see is what I heard. in my mind just as free,feet can’t outrun our society. make up drawing,chalking up all the beauty for free. raise up dawningit a new day just...

forbidden decisionshave ridden me out of town;out on my own now. the sun sets up west,back east depressed;driving away from emptiness. head out on the road,unload all that forebodes;last night’s life elopes. forbidden prism eclipsed,deadline decisions writ;our dividing lines splits —we move on with it.

our handsdrop —drop their hold;fingers linger,once crossed,now unfold. feelings at baylike paper planecreased —awaiting release,skyward, gravity’spull decreased. jettisoned handsfashioned likerubber bands —snap back,lock-in again,inflight letting go,takeoff unfolds.

susan traces trackson her way back;company dress:yellow & black.along these linessusan feels intact;stationed in the gap,sun laces susan’s laughwith eyeliner black;true to her nature —head tilted back;susan springs eternalin yellow & black…

deadfall freefall,underneathe it alla plummet pause;reflect in recall —witness wincing saw,cuts razor raw;an unnerved gnawnumb to the call;memories stall,hurtling in thrall;a lifeless clausepulled ripcord drawsfailure in applause —fall, fall, fall,time runs away from us all.

busy bee fine dinesbefore catching flight;regalia fit for an azalea,tablecloth in white.

wondrous wanderlust,live love, live you must;settle in, settle out,round the cornerin a roundabout. say hey, say goodbye,be right there when I die;true as you, true as me,grab a little memory. see the sun, see it fall,live late nite last calls;tip the bar, replace the drink,bottom of an empty glassmakes a poet think. where’d you go?and...

urbangaze morning,sunrise restoring;wake up exploring,what’s outside my door.

it’s a gambleto let go,to let goof probablecontrol. to let dicejust roll;movementbeyondyour hold. to tumble outin frenziedcrash out;dreamsbegin to fold. it’s a gambleto let go,to let goof loss beyondyour control.

I spend my life waitingfor nature to take it’s course;but nature defieswithout real recourse. I close my eyes shut,the darkness held tight;my body in suspension,soul grasping at midnight. I open back up,scene is still the same;despite all its mystical powers,I have nature to blame.

awake aching,forget all your words;struck with forever feelings,always feeling absurd. stand up, you’re surfing,floor moves untoward;crash out on feeling,feelings go underwater. motel mirror mirroring,reflection blinks demure,you posit primitive feelings,feeling becomes blurred.

after clock stops,it’s six ways to Sunday.the ball has dropped;this runaway’s runout of runway. empty out the plot,no sundries on Monday.it’s the small thingsthat tell-all talk,it’ll ruin you one day. perish the thought,we die for Someday.all things carried bought;stopwatch to time,it’s mayday, mayday.

test of all tests put to rest

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