something has me under a spell
so much so it’s unnoticeable
there is fish to be caught
dirt to be kicked
there are mountains to be climbed
rocks to be skipped
they say something skips a generation
but it’s not the insanity card
I’ve gone looking for the what
since learning
it’s entirely attainable
I’m not where I used to be
though my orbit is small
second guessing what I know to be true
I find myself back
where I used to be
june two thousand twenty-three
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I will find you in the corner of my mind
where wildflowers replaced minefields
deactivated by protectors of the peace
I will find you living amongst the dead
melding within the countryside
free from worry and
greeting each morning with open arms
I will find you like a promise finds a keeper
like a satellite finds her signal
like a caterpillar finds new life
august two thousand sixteen
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I
I’ve been trying to save myself
Long before I ever met you
I’m trying to understand
Why I feel so alive today
I found a message on the ‘net
That said you had gone away
So why do I keep searching
In a world that’s now unplugged
I don’t recall the last time
I walked on shallow water
There must be something in the air
That makes my eyes turn red
I looked much younger yesterday
When the sky was so much darker
I try to focus past the logic
But the clouds stand in the way
Flying solo used to be easy
When the birds kept in the trees
Hid behind camouflaged branches
Their songs were barely heard
But now the death of fall draws near
And they gather and form rainstorms
Is it any wonder I can’t find you
When my feet stay on the ground
II
I used to think I could find you hiding
But now I wonder when we’ll share
That moment in time together
Why does the sun always hide
When I walk between the lines
There’s a reason I keep looking
There’s a madness in my mind
I think maybe I should look elsewhere
Is it possible I will find you
III
It’s been a long long day
I’ve spent miles on this road
I’ve gone a long long way
Going to find my way back home
february two thousand fifteen
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in a desperate attempt
to regain my focus
i found myself
walking the streets
of the city
for days on end
buying random thoughts
from ordinary people
in hopes of curing
the quiet desperation
of an idle mind
august two thousand twelve
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