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From a known state of mind
Until it all fades away
No round edges in the way
Of the kind of
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Tag Archives: The Bergamot
Lite Time
Unlike the heavy
Comes the light
Upon the easy
Days
Of life
Pail Zest
My pail zest
On a spring day
From the wintery holds
Of the bitter grey
I emerge
Ready for spring
What the summer rays
Will bring
The Only Way Up
The only way up
Is never to complain
To ask to start again
To wither in the hope of progress
But to advance
Head above the dust
Feet planted on the ground
Working for the moment
Pushing all around
From the dash of the withered
One pushes slowly on
On and on
Up and up
Move any way
Rather than giving up
Take My Honor
Take my honor
For a few digits
Held up my own request
In trade for widgets
Not one public won
When all honor has been
Undone
Express Religion
Religion in sound bite form
Looses something
From the depth
Of a northern light
To the quick selling
Famine
Plight
Not even good
Or alright
Express religion
In its cheapest form
Saving Graces
Saving graces
Running all over the human
Race
From one to another
Just a word can redeem
What was once lost
But now back
In seen
Up Town
On the town
Their is a place
To go
When the world grows
Weary in your eyes
When the sun rises
Feelings anew
Coffee in New York City
Is the best place to remember
That life is a continuum
Of the new and old
When the world looks back
To say thanks
For all you have grown
Sick Shoes
Sick shoes
Nothing new
On the road
Out of fuel
Hold on tight
As the fever passes through
Saturday Sun
Saturday sun
Fades to a Sunday moon
All comes up
And gone too soon
Days filled with autumn fall
Upon my eyes
Not one
But all
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