from tuesday on
walden freeman
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as my heart gets harder my consonants go soft
i told you fifty stories about a highrise
and scraped clawmarks into
a chalkboard with a sky drawn on
to simulate the trails left behind
by the planes we ignore passing overhead
because nothing lives up to its name . . .
i told you fifty stories about a highrise
and scraped clawmarks into
a chalkboard with a sky drawn on
to simulate the trails left behind
by the planes we ignore passing overhead
because nothing lives up to its name . . .
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take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
agree
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
My life is dirty, because I’m too busy to stop and wipe it down
A rag collects dirt
and is then used to clean.
I gave away my last cent
So that my friends would know I’m happy and wealthy and well.
I’m sick and poor, but I am happy
A magnifying glass amplifies details, sometimes too much
I’ve been through this so many times I know every ridge
Of your fingerprint
So it’s really quite unnecessary to magnify anything
Especially my doubts, and my hopes.
An old speaker sits atop my table
I have no idea whether or not it works
But it has potential, and that’s what really matters
Because I know I haven’t reached my potential,
but that’s what makes life worth living
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce