Brazen Slumbers
2-2-20
I wouldn't wish this on anyone
As to enjoy the vice while I still can
Sitting next to my tin man
To bury him where I was born
And where in first to Bortiarier Rekker
Looking for someone even if they are only brazen
All the way to Tacoma piano thee play and light up
While you still can
All for the Oceanian eye
And another stone to roll up the will
Remembering Grandpa Bill
Like digital waters feasting green
As a mirror I become
One minute with groundhog day
Where is the show today....
Music Happens
2-2-20
Back at it with no plan save the faith
Gazing into photos of our Auricular Landscape
Plans to the people I see yea to give it three more chances
Yet the dreamer is on a river
Like a pen in our pockets dreaming of morning
Yet to learn how to meditate all over again
On the edge of of our Princes
To cut up reviews and I take a bath
Just to avenge in the steam
So I can at last dream
As if I were halfway sleeping
Dimas Harper music
And a ten gram giggle....
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