Sunday, 8 January 2017

we all wrap an arm around someone in a headlock, that someone is us, tired of us, love us, sit with, no headlock


we all, as new years dawn, or meditation beyond the physical dimension, ever some of that, in the silly things we say


it's all like that, overly complicated

peer in close
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ever get that much across, two words out of a 144 or lines drawings to my face

my mind
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we ever have a station, a measuring station, for more to my life, than my lifespan
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I ever say some weird weird stuff

you like
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ever mystery not located in our faces or words
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help me any equipment computers sigh pencil paper drawings crude fast wrinkled paper wet dry get out of shower dry off get dressed meet friend for coffee, ever a "station" "there" "we can just whip up" "step into this dimension"





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