gregory collins Poems

i've seen the skies that make your eyes shine,
and i have drawn my chair to the edge of my own world.
Putting my soul in your brain with cotton candy for comfort.
But the clouds with their 1,000 smiles hurt me no more.
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The night will come,
embracing me in its mirror.
The teeth of its iron protecting no one,
not even the learned.
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Death awaits, breathless in grief.
Where sea and seashore dance,
like a dancer with no hips.
Looking at what flashes golden
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There were once angels gathered here, dreaming
of your face soaked in the smell of candlelight.

Intoxicated with the morning dew stretched tired,
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I'd sink into Eden
if it means i can sleep
far away from primary colors
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You open up your eyes and i am in far too deep.
Sunday likes to steal the week,
and i am happy i have not forgiven anyone just yet.
So give thanks for all the sins that will be your judge,
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Hold my hand and see a new world,
beneath this meaningless graveyard of different reasons.
Have strong shoulders that always smile,
and walk towards what Heaven knows
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At dusk,
right before the fireflys
have mid-air collisions
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When you are between my thumbs
and i step into the shade of a tree and face east
and wonder about how the end of the world really will be
how only the sound of this page is what i have lived through
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The other day
i thought i was dead or something.
Must have taken enough
to stumble through the world while sleeping;
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