Review combustion
Unsettled hydration breeds
And breathes
And bleeds in melody
And time is for finding
When you have the self conscious DNA
And we are offered a tray
A display
To take our minds away from choice
Away and false feeling
And we will reel
I hate to drop the bucket
But the well is spent
Truth is, the rail is gonna get bent.
And the road won’t run,
And then
And tomorrow we’ll remember the sun
And the one
In the sight, in the seeing.
Away from flies in the jar
The rides in the car
The lives in the bar.
'Bottle up the sauce.
Down, put it down.'
2 comments:
Sorry for the severe delay in comment on this one. And I know I sound like a broken record, but I'm continually blown away by the way you write and create... even in those late night, rum-filled moments. Some of your best material is born in moments like those. Keep up the great work - I'm getting you published one day.
xoxo
p.s. word verification...mlube
Ladies and Gentlemen,
I have no idea who this Valyna
person is...
(but she does sound kinda cute!)
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