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catapult
I endlessly fill my free time with activities and commitments to distract me from myself and what i'm missing in my life
credibility
am i credible to myself? am i who I really think I am have i still more to show myself and others? am i that image in my head that i thought would never be floating over rough waves through the dark see looking for the perfect state to be are all good things in life really free?
café
Que qieres? Pregunto el camarero yo lo vi con mis ojos mojados el reflejo de un sol bajando en los rincones olvide, por el momento, lo que estaba haciendo alli solo, en un cafe, mirando el despide del dia
geometric
geometric juice coliding the sound blares in the back of the dance hall half full strobe lights pounding off the hard stone walls through the brief flashes certain sights are exposed hair in mid flight skin teeth hands souls
welfare
they waited in line all morning it seemed they got there early, before the early morning sun gleamed they sat on the sidewalk in warm and in cold hand in hand, the fingers they hold they waited for food outside on the walk where someone had scribbled some boxes with chalk
vines
he rushed through the jungle not a thought in his head except the primeval fear for the pain which he dread the hunters were behind their guns were booming through the twisted vines his feet were moving
wheat
running through the field the sun shines off the wheat in golden rays your hair brown and flowing like the rows of rich yellow and orange your feet and toes cringling against the harsh ground I catch up to you and we fall back a harder landing than we thought but together in the sun
destined
are we destined to a life subjected by our conscience that struggles with finding meaning in everything we do to the point where the only way to escape temporarily is to inhibit it or else face a life of eternal struggle
listening
maybe i'll log in and write a short romantic little poem to satisfy those at home reading you know, something that will strike deep in your heart at least for a few seconds and maybe make you think about your own life and think "Oh that sounds like me" or maybe you wish it was you or maybe its not you at all
winged
just like a one winged dove the song plays in the background the car radio turned on low one of those classic rock station you dad listens to but you dont hear it you cant hear anything other than your own heartbeat as you lean forward until flesh touches flesh
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