Elvis Lantan Poems

Compare the mountain of my love to Everest
Seemingly, a lessened mountain it would be
It does not touch the heavens like I
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So far the world I have inherited
Is plagued with murder and disease
Youth dying at daybreak
And old men who are kept in a box
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When it went away
I folded-
Into the shape of a rock
Or something of equal feel
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The old strings of this guitar
they argue with my fingers

Perhaps the E string
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How could I not grow weary?

I see your hands
How they have aged
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So poets came and went
Singing songs and writing of girls loved
And I remained amongst them
Watching them love
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The profound abysmal depths
Where I reconcile
Is birth-giving to this adore
Surely it keeps me existent
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Where are you now
somehow my dreams are real
and in the world of logic
stats and mathematics
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Send us from the skies
Clarity
A fistful of freedom
Send us truth
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I used to crowd the street with words
Stepped all over songs left to rot away
Held to something
Someone took with them
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