Joey
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Dec 22, 2015
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(title is a Leonard Cohen reference)
So things are winding down for the drag out into the dirt before I stand up, again. My chest hurts and my lungs are leathery smoke show tanned with my resolve exceeding my expectation to what will be again. The people I care about don’t feel the same way where it counts in my heart which is beating at odd rates on all hours clockwise. Counter?
The next view is starting to brighten up and it’s presence known as being wherever the lengths to those ends lay. I’m laid back and radically angry. I’m never at peace and may never find that but piece by piece each week leads to me being weaker and in the end that’s fine. Hope to live, expect what’s certain someday. Don’t waste too much time. It’s closing time.
So things are winding down for the drag out into the dirt before I stand up, again. My chest hurts and my lungs are leathery smoke show tanned with my resolve exceeding my expectation to what will be again. The people I care about don’t feel the same way where it counts in my heart which is beating at odd rates on all hours clockwise. Counter?
The next view is starting to brighten up and it’s presence known as being wherever the lengths to those ends lay. I’m laid back and radically angry. I’m never at peace and may never find that but piece by piece each week leads to me being weaker and in the end that’s fine. Hope to live, expect what’s certain someday. Don’t waste too much time. It’s closing time.