#latenightthoughts #poems #rain
All the cars have been robbed There was nothing in the vans They made gold of air The radio blares pretend And the traffic’s rough again.
Your grandma gave me nine dollars After having breakfast on Broadwa… And it wasn’t her but still, She told me what was and I said m… Sincerest apologies true.
To truth, It shows What love it is that glows, That wagons wheel, Birdsong Cardinal flash, river stone Garden grow
I’d like to write a story In parts of six or seven I only know the one, Can we write it together? Everything will be just so
I knew you loved me Because of the song you played And the boots you wore. Unrequited they say nowadays I never told you, anything
We’re not famous Nobody will remember our names Unless we decide to make them agai… We were free once, and will be the… Our lives aren’t myths for other’s
We were... Once In the middle of the night I wrot… While you pretended to be asleep After I was. and awake suddenly i…
We are the ones Who could not get away Not for nothing But for the state Not for coffee
The issue is, We, those of us who did not come h… Willingly We’re too red And white
I’m sorry thats what I meant to s… And that it happened this way I saw some things For months in California Then across the road
I remember, always The tree is composed of leaves grass, without singular notation light is from a source That I would never betray you
I’m famous, but I wasn’t supposed… Nor did I care to, or attempt in… None of us were, just citizens. It would appear that I wasn’t, bu… Just pretend,
Iron doves and death The world can sort It’s sordid mess. I am not alone Who does not have
As the wind settles Eyes grow dim, tired still In the morning we begin again In so doing, if you can Please do not pretend...
I hope you get your dreams From where I sit I cannot see. I hope you are in gilded light Near it does not surround my eyes. I hope you have sound peace