I said to be embarrassed
I guess I never listened
Picking up stones like memories
Putting them in pockets with holes
Let gravity sort them out
I thought of being sad
But the sun came out anyway
Funny like the feel of sound on skin
What does it matter if you won't sit
And enjoy the ride?
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Counselling is a Lie
Counselling is a lie You cannot hold space. Space is breathed Moved in Inhabited Moved within Space is sized Larger, smaller Sometimes too ...
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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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Final Thoughts From an AGM You want to mess with me? I can take you down a notch Spill the beans I’ll spill your blood Tooth for tooth, splo...
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Standing on a Hillside Sometimes you look back on where you have been Past the cloud-fluffy daffodils bobbing and green Through the deep dar...
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