One more time
Second try
Perfect rhyme
Hold on to perfection
Or just let your instincts
Be your best regression
Hold on
Or
Let go
Time to flow
And see what the subconscious knows
What the Subconscious Knows
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Tag Archives: Games
The Showers
Clean me oh great shower
Prepare me for another day
Refresh my senses in steam
And warmth
Relax my mind
Open my heart
Showers in the morning
Always seems to be
The best start
What I Know
What I know
I know I don’t know
Much
All I have learned
So far to go and learn
So much to hear and live
Impossible to know
What you don’t know
But the goal
Is to just grow
A Time of Worry and Sorrow
A time of worry
And sorrow
What can be changed
That can’t be undone
What is being rearranged
Feels like
Looking directly at the sun
Hold breathe
And hold hands
We have a responsibility for this
Land
Being Home
Being home
Is a delicate mess
Mess and strange
But yet all is good
In what is familiar
To know
That is just how it is
When you get home
Waters Change
Waters frozen
Waters thaw
Opening up spring
From winters claw
Over the water the city
Of the Midwest
Settle to the side
Of the great
Lake Michigan
Winds
Take me on a great journey
Over the great lakes
Beyond the skyline of Chicago
Over the fields
Down the streets
Whip me over the middle of this land
Down to Indianapolis
Over to South Bend
With the wind I go
On a night
Of gale force depositions
Late in the evening
Stakes
Holding companies
Holding onto our futures
Monetary insomnia
For those uncertain
Of where they are going
Or there past
Just trying to keep my head up
Out of the suffocating glass
Same Old Faces
Same old faces
Spewing same old games
Even when humanity needs
Real help
The Plastic Celebrities come out to play
Hope brings some
Sort of desire
To see the standard course
Of progress
Now there are new faces rising up
Thank goodness for fresh starts
Hope begins there
And flourishes from everyday people
Just like us
I have hope
For those who act
Not those who are actors
Educated from the Ill-Fated
Don’t wait to return
Educated from the ill-fated
Decisive ability to divide
Than to unite
A tenous copper pipe
Winding through our hearts
Off we go
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