night sky blue or red

blueinthefaceblueintheface Posts: 153
my toes numbed, sweat january's forgotten summer
released the scent of the fig trees nearby swaying lost
winded into curls, into a roll of one after another
like a town copy and pasted into a submissive
normality, where does originality play in the play of design?

ring me another bell, tolling life washed away
watermarked, earmarked, marked for another round
four drinks, seven dollars, an pocket filled with emptiness
in the cramped corner of earth's fold
crumbling like the piece of paper in the waterfall
bowing down hoping to not be wet
to not be seen in this most gentle of conditions.

fall softly in the little water
splash the sides wet and mourn our departed droplets.
"be a philosopher but, amid all your philosophy, be first a man" - david hume

Mitch Hedberg- RIP 1968-2005. your jokes have laughed me through a lot. I thank you.
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