The wind in the bending pines
flushes my thoughts
and clears my mind.
Sitting on this Earth-body
...
Last night I caught and set free a lightning bug
Oh, right around nine times
By the tenth time I had him he was lookin kinda stunned
So I set him free once more.
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Sometimes I look at my life
And see Im outside looking in
Hovering above that bubble
In observation of my own sins.
...
I'd rather not be
a balloon on a string,
bobbing and nodding
silent agreements with the wind,
...
Inside a capsule of brilliant words
and silent laughter
gliding with the stars
...
What is this love between you and I
But a fable,
No solid thing.
...
A zooming, barreling
noisy thinking contraption
My attention
driving the scenic route
...
How can I possibly know
from this distance
if you have ever shed a tear
for me when I withhold
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