Why are my thoughts of you
So low?
When the sunset sails into
Titanic reds
Snarls of eager orange
And yellow, quickly-gone
Snatched into a kingly birth
Why are my thoughts of you
So low?
Could I but catch the sky,
Maybe find your hidden heel
Are your footsteps just too high
For a mind recklessly below
To feel?
I stretch my mind impossibly
Against the chaptered heavens
Fingers run red-soaked words
Thinking through the narrow gate
To someway sail my thoughts on high
And peer at the infinite corner
Longing
Stretching out This line reaches the end of itself Holding hands And so I return Where I began. There are immeasurable sunrises Yet Uncounte...
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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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