the passing gusts
stir me gently
father, amateur poet, sincere, conflicted, frustrated, restless, vain, flawed and unapologetically human.
native Angeleno, looking for my creativity again
i care about empty words
hoping to find a home in this instance
Sifting through the wreckage of my timeline, faving and boosting the subtoots I see.
"Oh yeah, that's a good one, burn me to the ground." I laugh nervously, but there's no one left here anymore.
They're all inside a warm building with Louisa, laughing, and eating things with eggs on them, that shouldn't have eggs on them.
I press my face against the window, and for a moment I am one of them again.
Then DMX sees me, and pulls the shade down.
It starts to snow.
The 1000-year wood,
The ancient trees reclaim and recoup. Ivy wraps around abandoned structures, grass sprouts where rough roads were carved. Lesser known trails dissolve. The undergrowth returns faithfully, delicately. O'er the horizon, Empires rise and fall, but here the elder trees remain, as constant as the air we breathe.
Eventually all signs of trespass are engulfed.
The bubbling Brooks continue on their way.
The forest is eternal. 🌲🌲
There's moisture in the night air. Crickets can be heard here and there calling to each other. The wind gently moves the canopy overhead.
You can hear the leaves gently rustling. It's a clear night and the moon is shining brightly. The clearings are illuminated in the blue light.
An owl hoots gently, somewhere above you.
Suddenly, the air becomes very still. You awake from your dream.
My demeanor is grim
My outlook is dim
I have no explanation
As to the cause of these vexations
When the sun shines bright,
When wrongs are made right,
I am blue, deeply and passionately blue.
I know for naught,
Why I am so distraught
Depends on whom you ask, methinks
To be fair, the logic just isn't there
My life is not particularly in disrepair,
Inexplicably I still feel despair
I am blue
The man in the mirror
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