it’s far away
maybe tomorrow
years from now
just know it’ll be okay
Tag: Connection
marksman weekend off
took a chance
missed
story of an archer
quiver at the no
ready for the now
aiming vow
taking a bow
hanging upside down frown
quiet afternoon
favorite streamer
only way i can explain it:
the body is on a delay
this isn’t a live stream
top dono gets a shout out no-
mind moves body waits
a delay
one part operated by me
the other
i
i am not sure;
they’re kind
just not me
checklist
i don’t recall
you being so
essential
tip of every finger
punch of every joke
pillow of every bed,
don’t know when you became a pen
checking every part of my body off,
when did you
become everyday
never one
to ask for help
rather bleed on the sidewalk
then ask for aid
at the tip of the blade
they prayed
then betrayed
all digging a grave with a heavy spade
no tombstones no markings
prepared for that future;
seems further by the day
four o four
chances are
this is the last time i’ll see you;
face wiped away
like steam off a mirror
was never you
just me
alone,
this isn’t a goodbye
just a memory wipe
hardware error
when you speak
four o four
memory not found
had to start this way
fresh start
kind of
expatriation date is still the same
just a new shelf life
all, nothing
intentions pure
entrepreneur
the world you will have to endure;
don’t want you to see
the cold black under the world
alone,
it never needs to be that way
all or nothing
a tea spoon of sugar
never hurt anyone
make the world better for everyone
nothing gifted, earned run
all brand new, never a rerun
all for one
snow globes & twizzlers
number one and nobody can fight that
just a hit away an you know it’s like that
everyone around me we beyond that
no one tell a lie no no not a rat
i’ll take it to go young g it’s a wrap,
day ones know i’ll be all the same
playin’ since day one and this is not a game
seen it once and it is fair game
when it all comes crashing down;
i’m the one to blame,
snow globes and twizzlers don’t feel the same
world still burst open,
hold me upside down i’m still floatin’
took a single hit and i’m just quotin’
she took a single hit she is just chokin’
hit the floor now we all broken
space travel
you decided
this earth wasn’t good enough
so you aimed for the sky
scoped rifle takin’ pop shots
rain fire on our home
bombarded hail
sent a post card from mars
replied with a mars bar
an empty picture frames
a half written song
microwave pizza & today’s paper
garfield is still undefeated
you use to read this
back on earth
i don’t know if you remember
but it’s monday down here
what day is it there
do you have enough clothes
what’s the weather like
do you miss cartoons on saturday morning,
like we’re kids;
whatever planet you’re on tomorrow
know earth is watching
new old dentist
something new
with an old twist
breaking habits
is harder then pulling teeth
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