03-30-20
March tides and spotlights grew And never stopped thinking of you Follow your heart, and find what youre looking for If its not love, then sing your heart out So loud a trolly gone, so hard, my rhinestones fell You cant go back not even from that, so why not a song And as we put our glasses on, we sat and thank In taverns, and green rooms, and even on shark islands What to do what to do, when no one knows you I pitched tree fruit at a tree, with a photo of my face taped up Why couldn’t it be this why, why did it end that way And so I drank, whiskey, and moonlight, and my glasses fell To the bottom of the pool, and then I jumped in If you cant make it there, you wont make it there And if you cant be here, then don’t go there Live life, whether together even or apart Youll be thankful to never stop and sink to the bottom Before your story unfolds, don’t be afraid to sing The loudest tune, to all you know, and be true How many may agree, and find simplicity among they Who understand your voice, not alone afterall Maybe it was he, or maybe it was he, or maybe it was she No one knows, how these things have come to be And whats done in company is never forgotten Whats done alone, is never remembered but for reminders Directions to self, where to start and where to begin A home office dream for me not them And then we met, broken, bought, everything but hot to trot A year later couldnt even choreograph an ending to that Smile and be positive, is what we need, recommended A birth certificate handed, and attorney retained From another case, not forgotten, why a mini mouse appeared Can we just stand, no, can we just march, no, can we write, only in 5 years Why is that, why is this, what was that, why is this, why now And then I sang star bangled and the pledge, has not been forgotten The only three prayers I know, raised well, not spoiled rotten And when the stories collide, an image never forgotten The times spent in disarray, the size that never seemed to budge And the pounds that got lost, never seemed to shine Only two photographs taken a flip phone and punishment Photographs taken, upon request, commissioned, for him not they And what has been forsaken, all energies spent, and troubled Like poison, and collar broken, a 5th grade tire swing sang For attentions broken, not for pain, and not for this broken Whos losses add, another image torn Like crowns and steeples and flying buttresses to a tshirt One from a bar, a high school French drink with a bottom Dedicated to: Joaquin Phoenix, my current pen pal, love, and crush admired. <3
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