I lace up whats been dormant for so long
and this keeps playing over and over.
Rollerskates and south of Scotland.
those perfect green shapes, pit stains, you're to loud.
glass on glass and live tweeting.
Its time for a 24 hour event out of place.
(Where is my bedroom window?)
calm is the norm. As is the help.
your brick wall adds ab
browning grows greener.
over the course, I'm sure.
pale blue cracks open into dark and depthy.
and I am on a crash course to piano
trist hits hard in the wrong place and more than once.
quite the escape artist this eve-ning
its such the rhythm and push of what has been.
i'm just packing up myself for the time when we loosely unfurl.
its to be read in bing sounds and live. SO Alive!!!
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