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the Periodic Writer

I stole all of the words, but the thoughts are original.

Descendents

Life says aim little chomps at the biggest dogs,to watch the world get smaller under your paws. Though I'm frightened to obey what you say,it's nothing like when they put us away. But once I danced around the woods by... Continue Reading →

A Day in the Shade – A Poem

I took hold of the muck you view me fromand sent it away with a building breeze.Benevolent breeze that breathes life to us both.But I insist before you, so that you don't choke.You awoke in muck that I share with... Continue Reading →

Synergize

What if all we ever do is revert back to the way things used to be done?

Feel me?

Why do we treat paranoia as such a negative trait?What's their agenda, really?

One of These Things – A Poem

I wander the room a stranger, to that new candle, those new frameswith new faces - that are strangers to me.All but one, unfamiliar. All but one, a family. I walk down the steps I remember.

Life in Waiting

Friday nights were set aside for movie popcorn and shows, now what we watch is cookie-cut and Netflix only knows. We may not get to rock that country concert tee, let's instead swap pics of our newfound favorite trees. And... Continue Reading →

Until Death

Your sigh begets my feigned smile, no notice drawn to the look far beyond our collective current during an enduring unforeseen we’d no time to convene on whether we could weather this storm together or warm to the choice to... Continue Reading →

Rules be Darned.

  Why not fix a drink before noon, the Reverend won't judge 'til June. Tithes are still getting paid, while my dog has his day. So I confess, I've been drinking for two.  

Twenty.

A happy birthday to the nation, don't rush the loaded verses. Your lungs won't mind if you lag behind, and neither will the nurses.

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