Blue Mist
Monday, April 30, 2018
Going home can be problematic
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walk me home, wherever that is walk me home in the frigid wind through the skyscrapers that never ask how we feel meandering through the...
Sunday, June 25, 2017
07:30 pm. needing company, finding none
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One step, two steps, and more One mile, two miles, alone No one, picks up, their phone And so, I walk, alone. Talking, loudly, agai...
Wednesday, November 9, 2016
An Immaculate Soul, No Longer
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The past is in the past Don't hook-up on a year back Time goes on quite so fast But this year's been hell to me Mad sounds in a ...
Friday, October 7, 2016
Inner Hell
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Do you suppose that we could survive This menopause for the rest of our lives? I can't seem to look into your eyes Remind me still of...
Tuesday, September 20, 2016
The Autumn Fallout
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Last October, I was a wreck I was the wreck you made The fragments here and there The soul programmed to abate, but didn't. I stopp...
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