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And To Thee An Hourglass

suddenly in a gap between talking, he was taken over

by a new page, turned mid flow, as he clutched his chest,

creases betraying a defeated face as a thousand thoughts

bottle-necked the wasp-waste of an end, the hourglass

about to crash to the floor, his hourglass, his time, his eyes

and through the mist and haze, he had never felt so alone,

clamminess whitewashed his pain as th...

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By The Stars

along,

a wrong and lonesome man

at pace,

his place, through days, at least

he walks to stars

he walks through nights

a dream

would seem is where he’s free

to be, to be

the man he wants

to be, to be

along,

in song, another world

untold, his soul can live as one,

the one, the one his dreams allow

for now

our hero,

by stars, for now

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Why Things Happen

The splash changed the course of the universe

as the fish startled in his round of the pond.

Why are you here? asked the fish.

I fell in, cried the rat, wearing water he donned.

 

Why did you fall in? again from the fish.

I just fell in, just fell in, that is all.

But why, you could have fallen several ways

but you fell in here so why into this pool?

 

I lost my balan...

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