Never knew the divisions
That grew
So quickly
Between me and you
Repeated visions
Of separation
A stunning sensation
As we take our macabre dance
Entranced
In this moment
For now
Until the final note
The last vowel
Macabre Dance
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The Only Truth
I wish
There was an only truth
Not many versions
Of interpretation
That leaves us with nothing more
Than a divided nation
Just some wanton hope
I guess
Have We Enough
Have we enough
Of the darkness
That lingers
A little too long
Can we politely
Move on
To a better version
Of ourselves
Upward Onward
Upward
Onward
A way to hope
We can make a better
Future
Than the one we know
Musing Late Night
Musing late night
Winded
But not done
Giving it a full effort
Until the morning sun
Too Blue for You
I’m too blue today
To get out of bed
Way to blue
For the headwinds
Of you
I’ll push myself up
Only to fall back down
I’m held up with toothpicks
In this town
So blue
That even the sky
Is dark
Too
What Title
What title
Comes through
Relentless pursuit
Of art
I’m not sure
There is one
So what is done
Is done
Great art created
In a hopeful one
Back Up
Backups required
When the light
Of day
Is expiring
That is how I know
That I must create
A stable table
To fall back on
But Again
But again
I wonder
What could I have done
With more presence
More thunder
I’m afraid
Not much
Real In
Real in
The time
In a way that
Satisfies all senses
In this time
We have
Right now
In the world
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