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Bedfellows
We sit on the porch
Just thinking, maybe,
Whiling away time
While dusk falls
Quickly over the cement.
You light up a pipe,
Just weed this time,
And draw in deep breaths
To keep you connected
To keep you calm
And I wait with penance
And deep, formidable regret
For the world
To end.
Just thinking, maybe,
Whiling away time
While dusk falls
Quickly over the cement.
You light up a pipe,
Just weed this time,
And draw in deep breaths
To keep you connected
To keep you calm
And I wait with penance
And deep, formidable regret
For the world
To end.
Published 4th Aug 2016
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4th Aug 2016 9:21pm
4th Aug 2016 10:18pm
sounds like a good plan, right
about now :
[While dusk falls
Quickly over the cement.
You light up a pipe,
Just weed this time,
And draw in deep breaths
To keep you connected
To keep you calm ]
too much heaviness and quiet of an evening huh?
enriching thought..
-Howlings
about now :
[While dusk falls
Quickly over the cement.
You light up a pipe,
Just weed this time,
And draw in deep breaths
To keep you connected
To keep you calm ]
too much heaviness and quiet of an evening huh?
enriching thought..
-Howlings
5th Aug 2016 5:49pm
Penance and regret: prisons of the heart. You capture feelings very powerfully.
12th Aug 2016 10:31pm
I enjoyed this piece. Very thoughtful. Like internal dialogue. But still, almost as if waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Anonymous
8th Sep 2016 10:16pm
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