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Landing
On a landing I do dwell
Freshly carpeted and ready to sell
Just me and the velux between the stars
How I wish I could see that far
With Guitar in hand, I do dwell
My own escape from living hell
Strumming into the deep of night
Without a sound nor a light
In my head, I do dwell
Whispering softly like a sweet smell
Contorting in the dark
As calm as a wolf's...
Monday 10th November 2025 3:50 pm
Forsyth Park
Naps in the grass
The Sun is my blanket
Underneath the sheet of the breeze.
Basketball court sings
A rhythmic lullaby of
Crossovers, trash talk, and lay ups.
I allowed the grass to swallow my toes
In exchange, the grass allowed my locs to mingle with the ants.
Little caterpillar, in search of new
joins me on my cot for a spell.
Then, inches off to conte...
Thursday 24th July 2025 8:51 am

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