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
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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
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
Hills
The hills
Way above the city
Where the dense fog lay
Is a town
Sleepy and slow
With shadows over the town
Trees and roads
Wind carelessly
Through hills and valleys
We rest upon these hills
And regain
Strength
Spilled Milk on the Red Line
Spilled milk on the Red Line
Veins of white
Rush down the floor
“That ain’t mine”
The lady with two hats on yells
The man
Visibly exhausted with his head back
Is not one inch close to conscious
As the white pours through the isle
Pictures being snapped
A moment catches
The woman with the bike laughs
Late night Red Line
Public transportation
Strange spilled iterations
As the winds wind through
The tunnels
Below the streets
Of L.A.
Desperation of Desolation
The desperate times
Desperate measures
Come up with something good
A productive measure
In times worn thin
As the veil of light
Through the morning curtains
We have to continue to
Rely on food decisions
To set us right
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