Comments revisited
There is no time like the present
To sign your name
On the dotted line
To a statement you
Can barely remember.
Tuesday's come and gone
And the couch has worn
Deeper groves into
Your supinated conscience
Journeyman's scares.
Are we all so adrift?
Wednesday, February 23, 2005
Fatherhood
I am carrying the torch you Handed me Not handed. Placed Carefully This is sacred space. Was the carrying so heavy for you as well? Were yo...
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It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
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