Estefano Molina Poems

One of three lovers
Of the three,
One of two conspirators
Of the three,
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I used to get paid Friday
Spent my check by Monday
Woke up early
And arrived late
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As it comes it goes
So I closed the doors
In a safe place
The keys I misplaced
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I was lucky enough
To wake up this morning
And with my own eyes
See the sunrise
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I let my thoughts wonder sometimes
Let it create impossible situations
Just to see how crazy I' ve become
or how insane I can get
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Since things have gone astray
I guess I've pushed some away
Spending whole days
Locked away in my apartment
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I guess I'm not needed here
The people have spoken
And one must follow the crowd
Or risk being pushed aside
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Last night was a long one
I sat at the coffee table
Took a few hits from the bong
(helps with the insomnia)
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I'm left with my junk
Notebooks and old writings
Books yet to be opened
Guitars that need to be tuned
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Sleep deprived
Stayed up late last night
Waiting for the silence
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