i hope there are ice cream sundaes!
mostly, tho, a vaguely poetic quasi-response to several recent personal communications:
a deafening silence mostly screams
amazing tears don't flow in streams
but set some goals stay positive
i know what's up let's chat really? dang!
peaceout hang longer tomorrow
love you chin up feel your sorrow
things get busy hard to holler
sorry dawg that's tough to swallow
an a for effort good luck with coffee
pyramid schemes i couldn't find sleep
i even hesitate to peddle petals sweet
striking me beautifully powerful & deep
sorry for the horrors and shame you endured
sorry you actually thought it wise to unload
then dared weave a tale of twist and stretch
to justify keeping grandmother's lode...
sincerely i'm sorry to all of y'all
just uncomfortable talking at all
i need it right now, a bit more than none
what's that they say 'bout disinfectant sun?
i'm battered and bruised heart wallet and head
down not out no count miles from dead
looking for gold the god of the land
somewhere to lend a heart head or hand
not pity or sorrow or demands for plans
advice making clear you don't dare understand
i'm planning to limit my plans and demands
to keep my heart open eyes narrow on hands
we'll catch up whenever and where
don't worry just know you're welcome there
maybe no internet ice ac or tv
plenty of stories fresh air beer whiskey
ps, just finished part one of jitterbug perfume. oh, wow!!!
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