Give me your smile
I'll bottle it for the morning
Give me your groove, and cut the jive
I don't need a struggle to survive
Let's eat shades of rain and hope, mindless
And replete. Concrete
And abstract come colliding; One blanket reality
Covering points of wondering eyes.
Never let go of what got us here
The glance and intrigue, and bared ivory--
We're charming, sure, but twisted.
Barrel through
The unnecessary tribal yells
The pledge to allegiances that never quit
And never cast convincing spells.
What have we done? We've cut new rivers.
I've carved new rhymes
Hollow boats to cast us out beyond the point
And never drift in doubt.
Never say farewell to the notion
Of a taller ocean, and empty sands
Foretelling the crashing expand, but sleeping.
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