& where city streets disconnect
w/ so many smiling souls & eager minds
eager to learn & to live & to live again
& where bullets bend
through bodies
through lifetimes through happiness in
a laugh, in a long morning
(a good morning..)
& in a short goodbye in an unfamiliar
town where I saw such a familiar face
& where tides are softer now
I miss the diamond shores, the sapphire
voices of yesterday still burn in my own
mind & this memory is no longer
cursed
& the concrete wave every night filled
w/ strangers, w/ friends, w/ anyone trying to
pretend to be anything but themselves
high & hiding from suburban legends
far too deep..
& this place is mad
& this world has had enough
madness for one day
& now horizons stretch like
eleven & its trees still
stand naked
still waiting for a
summer's sun..
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