brooklynn dyer

today i woke up dreaming
of alaska when the
morning is anew and i
am casting the slickness of
...

she pranced around the
antiqueness of a room where
i spent a chapter of the
majesty of my youth laughing
...

i fell asleep last night
to the rhythm of silence,
the ruin of darkness
blinding the eyes that
...

i want to run into
the blue, penetrating
the single second i
hit the clouds and i
...

i awoke to peer upon
the sunrise of a
kentucky morning;
you were standing
...

muddy kisses and wild dreams
are gone and all
that remains are these
faded pictures and
...

she's forgetting to remember
when life lingered inside
the frail body she calls her own.
she's forgetting to remember
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and i'm dancing now
around this room of blues,
grabbing at your hands,
wishing there was no other
...

one day we'll be trailing
in an ol' kentucky home,
treading through the mountains
just to see the other side,
...

three pinched peddlers
sitting in the back pew of
that humble, rustic church,
keeping their eyes on the
...

something about the star
directly seated to the left
of the sky brings happiness
to her soul and she is dancing,
...

...

as i'm leaving,
i imagine a moment
when you were happy
and life seemed to be
...

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it could be that all
i believe is just out
there floating in the
breeze of fall, waiting
...

when all we see are
two gray strips ahead
and montana's horizon
glowing at us, i'll
...

tick, tock and i'm
sleeping to the sound
of silence, black watch
ticking around my wrist.
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