La Janine Garrett Poems

She walks the streets from dust till dawn
Singing that song
One eye forever glazing to the darken sky
The other upon the things to come
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the things i have done hunt me still
these dreams are that of another
there nightmares sink throw thick walls
walls that i have shield my very own blood
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I know nothing of that Light for I
Have seen nothing of her beauty
As time goes, this I know
That as these youthful eyes
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I have known rivers
Ancient, dusty rivers
To a night without stars
From the tears of the moon
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These things say she
Who holds the gift of life
Who walks along a hard road
As time hold no means for at dusk
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A faceless man is what greets me
A blind eye, outward turn to the blazing sky
Lost seeds, that had taken a long joinery
Riding the western winds
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As I step to the side
Those divine tears greet me
As I stand to speck
That pulsing, demanding need
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Do you know what the worst about,
having your insides turn inside out
Or maybe it’s the best, I just guess
it depends on how your willing to
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I am who I am
I am what I am
I speck of a nomad
I seek that of above breath
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“As I lay down to sleep
I ask the lord for my soul to keep…”
I had once said these words
These very words
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