Kendell Cochrane Poems

I've made a few beds,
I've layed in them all,
Fell short with a few,
With others, too tall
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I've been lost in a forest that
I have never been able to recognize,
With every passing day, thick,
Unenchanted fogs of unfamiliarity
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I've thought about heroin,
The rush I've heard she gives,
The way she makes problems vanish
While seeping into your veins,
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I do not want
To die today,
That fact is big,
For me,
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A certain feeling used
To suffocate my thoughts,
Sometimes it still does,
Leaving me in a blank
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When cats discover
Wind chimes,
It's magic for your ears,
A Chime that wakes
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I traced the first initial
Of my sur
Through thick,
Weightless condensation,
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I want to be dissolved,
Lovingly,
Sift me,
searching,
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Sometimes
I fall to sleep,
Ear pressed against the hardwood
Or charactered tile,
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Sometimes
I fall to sleep,
Ear pressed against the hardwood
Or charactered tile,
...