Hide Away - Poem by Blaine Strong
Hide away, all yer hurt. On the cold gloomy eve
Of a new day, yesterdays pain yet looming.
Lovers stray. In the wind the oaks and pines sway, leaves no longer blooming.
Another year ending at our helpless minds.
Waiting patient for an end to suffering.
Hide away, morning when love strikes your stomach like whole milk to the lactose intolerant.
Marking you crying and hollering.
Weeping to the statue on the wall
Would you save me?
Roll me up and smoke me
I'm burned like a ten year old Christmas tree
Drought ridden. Emotions fiddled.
Soaring in all the widdled dreams, of the Americans.
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