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"Okay"
I have ideas
I don't need the advice
I can't think twice
As nothing can suffice
For the relationship between the consciousness
And the device
Once is enough
Never to bluff in public
For every appearance
No longer floats into disappearance
Whether you like it or not
I’m older now
And somehow you’ll have to accept that
I won’t regret what I’ve done
Because when it comes to an end
There will be no pretend when it comes time to decide
How happy I am
With the life had been,
As i always tried to be a friend to the world.
Self-portrait line drawing.
“Broken Heart City”
There’s something so comforting yet scary about coming back to the only city I’ve ever known
Long behold,
The one I love resides besides the nexus of the place
I’ll walk with class and grace on the exterior
But inferior to the demons that take up the interior of my mind
I continue to waste time thinking our paths may cross as I walk down the street
Garbage below my feet
I try to meet someone new every time I’m there
It usually works out, but the self-doubt prevents me from sending him a shout over text
What’s next?
I’ll head to a market
Walk around in hopes of finding a store with clothes I can afford
But I won’t.
I’ll shrug my shoulders and move with boulders dragging me down
In hopes of finding a bed for my racing head before i face the dread of finding a train to my home
Tired and alone
I always know I’ll find my way back
But the threat of a heart attack from my aching brain has formed a relationship with my pain
Sewer drains
Pouring rain
I see your face in my mind
If I could rewind time
I would do it in a second
But until I see you by chance in the street, I’ll just be with my broken heart in the city.
Don't give me pity
Because my wit will dry up the tears before they fall
All the same streets on repeat in hopes of finding you.
The nexus of the city.
"Desolation Road"
Everyday is just a way of saying I'm getting by
The smoke fills the room
And I’m on desolation road
With passers by
Waving as I drive on with the windows down
Thinking of my old town.
Drive back to Hamilton College.