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an okay year
03:41
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I bought some paper a and pack of pens
get out my thoughts in some corner space
The words never came, my mind was silent
Searching for thoughts that I misplaced
I smoked a little and smoked some too
me and the people I met up here
I met some women, none like you
I'd say over all it was an okay year
I never gave a shit about
the things I said when I was running my mouth
but the whole damn world seems brighter now
and I can't figure it out
I wore a loose white hospital gown
and I drank chicken broth and apple juice
they cleaned my veins and calmed me down
and I counted minutes till I could speak to you
you kissed my forehead and said I’d be fine
but I knew you only did it to keep me alive
I watched you walk off and turn out the lights
and I closed my eyes and swallowed my mind
I never gave a shit about
the things I did to silence my doubt
poison burned a hole that still leaks now
and I gave up ten years for 60 pills in my mouth
honey you always said I could make it
If I but put down the bottle and kept singing
Well I feel capable of living
Overall It was an okay, an okay year
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one long leg
02:41
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Drove through the moments that she was holding in
funny how the road at night can clear your head
I been on this mountain since I can remember when
You were looking tragic the moment you walked in
hair grows long the days grows shorter
cut it all off and go along
turn around only when you got too
this town is tapped let's get gone
she was sitting etching sketching on my bed
and I was pouring words from the thoughts into the air
know that she’ll be leaving by the week’s end
funny how some things, oh, never go as planned
twice I tried to make her my lover, she stole everything I had
this time it’ll be war for turning back
oh, goodbye then.
oh, one long leg.
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metonymy
03:04
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pardon me, while I draw the moon
from the crescents under your eyes
The solemn breath is twice removed
What a fatal compromise
Let's have a drink for the lonely one
In his house on stilts by the ocean front
A passing storm might steal the sun
Even as it shines on all of us
even as he shines
Fading steps as cold as ice
a doorway leaks fluorescent light
a man made mirror marketing my mind
Ephemeral eternity beckons to me hopelessly
as I am not the man who gives meaning to the stars
and none of you are
the falling leaves are carving rain
and I'm aware of all your sighs
allow me now to touch you again
and I'll pull the thorns from your side
who are you to say it's not enough
if you have a question why not ask us?
the moon is heavy, as the waves are rough
but your last lesson will come soon love
Fading steps as cold as ice
a doorway leaks fluorescent light
a man made mirror marketing my mind
Ephemeral eternity beckons to me hopelessly
as I am not the man who gives meaning to the stars
and none of you are
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hibiscus
04:28
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The friction between your lips and teeth reminds me of a rug defiant
unless there’s some weight upon you in the moment you’re definitely smiling
the moon was pulling both of us in the womb before we arrived alive
the deep blue that runs in me runs in you I felt it when you read your diary
and I drank the hibiscus you poured for me
and listened to you in the shower singing
my damn leg shook the whole time
and my hands fiddled with the tea clasps metal wires
I sat with you in the park with the wind and we smoked several cigarettes
they look so much different curled in the index of those sharp and small hands
I told you about the hospital and my insides and your eyes were locked on mine
there was silence for a while but you said thank you just the same and we walked for sometime
and I drank the hibiscus you poured for me
and listened to you in the shower singing
and my damn leg shook the whole time
and my hands fiddled with the tea clasps metal wires
maybe you should run baby you should run from me
I am a mind divided
maybe you should run baby you should run from me
I am calm kind of violent
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one of revisions
03:46
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Well I come from a battle of the fault lines
and in this place I read the danger in black and white
I have felt the pain of too many eyes meeting mine
and I have loved the woods and walking in them at night
And there is always someone I have not met
So the poems and pens write wounds onto my hollow cobbler’s chest
Oh those words that I have yet to smith and always regret
This life of revisions is an impossible test
I come from anywhere my feet do roam anywhere I want to go I call home
I come from the cops in my granny’s kitchen and yes I come from cell division
I come from a trist in the basement and I come from wanton defacement
I come from a single mother searching for love in another never noticing her son’s
And there is always someone I have not met
While the poems and pens write wounds onto my hollow cobbler’s chest
Oh those words that I have yet to smith and always regret
This life of revisions is an impossible test
I come from diminished longing
and I come from unfinished songs
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Elkling Cullowhee, North Carolina
Christopher White
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