I swallowed a seed Completely on accident you see It nestled to the folds of my being Grew within me Ivy limbs sprinted for the Sun I wanted to tell you not to be afraid But my tongue is replaced And bark hardens my veins.
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Today I wondered What I’d done to survive this long. How have I Kept seeing blue skies? Thoughts kept quiet, Crept steadily forward. You weren’t there But I felt you at my back. Your voice becomes The beat to my degenerative drum. Today, you won.
Once again I’m reposting. This was originally published in … maybe about a year ago in 2018 I think and the WordPress prompt of the day was Black. I couldn’t help myself back then and I can’t help myself today. Tell me about your favorite music?
People are a little weird. That’s the mantra of this town. Specters and night crawlers With thigh high make up In star bowler company Smoke infinitely long rings of mood dust. Then there was me And you Collapsing across peeling laminate counter tops And day old sandwiches With the the bread always toasted. How one falls In this topsy turvy place, From barstools to backseats. Or bedsheets. Up? I suppose it only makes sense. This has never been the city of dreams But we liked to pretend. And why not? There always has been, There always will be, More ways to fall in love.