Dating apps
From the cold phone
Snaps the attention
Of a lost soul
Looking for connection
A real life
Ressurection
But instead just brings
More of the same
Without any delay
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Coast to Coast Storms
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Storm brew
From sea to shining sea
A fallen snowflake
Soon will be
Joined with many others
Across the country
From Texas to North Dakota
New York to New Mexico
Here comes a late
Spring snow
These Times
I see the weathered lines
These times
From the only
World I know
Falling as down
Below
The hopes of the humanity
That live
Right here
And stewards
Of the fallen
Crowd
Able to Aide
When I can
I try
To show
That hands working
Together
Are always
Better
Than one alone
My own knowledge
Falls short of knowing
What I can do
To improve
Everyday
Until Now
Until now
I didn’t
Realize
That the purpose of life
Is to simply
Try to do
What you can
And give a little
And take a lot less
So in the end
You are not left
With a legacy
All a mess
Blurry Words
Not to specific
The interactions
Of the words intended
Ran into the mud
Of my mouth
And into the world
So my own blurry vision
Is no hope
To other
At this time
So be patient
Be kind
For more to come
In time
Hapless
I had one
Destiny had two
I have learned
To hope for a chance
A chance to see the world
In my hapless state of mind
A world gentle and kind
Or rather as I hope it is
And not for what it
Truly
Is
Bestow
It is bestowed
Upon the ones
Who inhabit this land
With torn shoes
And weathered hands
That we make this earth
Our home
In that
We have to know
That the earth
Is an art
That is more important than
The words I write
I learn to be a steward
Of the world I know
Thinkable
Would the noise
That creates the hopes
Of one person
Have been thinkable
Without being said
In the open air
I wonder
What the course of
Actions will be
For my own future
Of the thinkable moments
That lie ahead
Fearless Absence
The words
Of not
Being present
Present
An issue of contentment
How to hold back
Feelings that should be
Out in the open
Is a way of restraint
And test
For the easiest hopes
What Currency Is It
What currency
Is it
That holds us
Hopeless
To the ground
When we are broken
And weak
A currency
Of the mind weak
So be free of this
Today and Everyday
From here on out
If Corruption Is Your Ally
If corruption is your ally
Then hold it close
For when the world knows
Of your backdoor deals
It will not forgive
Or forget
That the one focus
Was the money you could get
So don’t wish any hope
Upon an empty grave
You have been corrupted
And will be found
Someday
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