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Step Outside Once In A While
Unrecognized in my own time
too old to be young, too dull for
golden sublime, real poets
now out flows a small swig of wine,
and I draw smoke
tall, yellow, white, burning
bellows painting my coat
I listen to
streets roar, children laugh,
dogs bark, some woman hailing a cab
a brush hits blank page and it starts,
the world cracks
and it's innards gush
I run and I crash with the fumes
of it's must, smell it, the wood, it's leaves,
murder, mistreatment
such beautiful bees, I love em
flying, wings so tiny
I see birds in the sky and know were
both thinking why me, whiny
I see rainbows in gas puddles
NASA and shuttles, feet shuffling off
to hide all their struggles
smell it, oh I draw
long and embellished
a gaze I relish on the cusp of wisping
away with swans and whispers of kings
I try not to miss these
beautiful rivers,
weeds in the roses, warmth in the winter
snaps and crackles in yuletide logs,
heroes in the sky and killers in fog
inhale
I breathe deep,
rain, hail, volcanoes steep
connected
the earth to my feet
the worms and the beasts
I'm coated in them
I live in the heat
h
e
a
and the t
we flourish
be nourishment and love
your fate or your feat
acorns gathered are
straightened scatter
they find their place back in the tree
complacency reeks, no matter how weak
or battered or bleak
motion is beautiful
and stars give light to it all
rodents small and miraculous halls
I see you
raindrops and great falls
don't stall
or be mauled by invisible
because then what would I draw
I love it all
too old to be young, too dull for
golden sublime, real poets
now out flows a small swig of wine,
and I draw smoke
tall, yellow, white, burning
bellows painting my coat
I listen to
streets roar, children laugh,
dogs bark, some woman hailing a cab
a brush hits blank page and it starts,
the world cracks
and it's innards gush
I run and I crash with the fumes
of it's must, smell it, the wood, it's leaves,
murder, mistreatment
such beautiful bees, I love em
flying, wings so tiny
I see birds in the sky and know were
both thinking why me, whiny
I see rainbows in gas puddles
NASA and shuttles, feet shuffling off
to hide all their struggles
smell it, oh I draw
long and embellished
a gaze I relish on the cusp of wisping
away with swans and whispers of kings
I try not to miss these
beautiful rivers,
weeds in the roses, warmth in the winter
snaps and crackles in yuletide logs,
heroes in the sky and killers in fog
inhale
I breathe deep,
rain, hail, volcanoes steep
connected
the earth to my feet
the worms and the beasts
I'm coated in them
I live in the heat
h
e
a
and the t
we flourish
be nourishment and love
your fate or your feat
acorns gathered are
straightened scatter
they find their place back in the tree
complacency reeks, no matter how weak
or battered or bleak
motion is beautiful
and stars give light to it all
rodents small and miraculous halls
I see you
raindrops and great falls
don't stall
or be mauled by invisible
because then what would I draw
I love it all
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