Last night, among the neon
and the noise,
they crowned me:
The King of Lost Causes.
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and as i stood
beneath the stars
all the meanings
began to
change
just sayin
i think you know
that i am not the praying type
but i hope you see
that you are everything
i would ask for.
an old chord
she would take out her guitar
and play simple
sad
songs
trying to say with the music
what she couldn’t say
with words.
i couldn’t hear it
then.
but now
i know,
too late.
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it’s been nice
but
i am going inside for a while
which is to say
i am going away again
which is to say
i am hurt but getting by and
please don’t look for me
scene:
the vultures strut with bellies full
as i stride alone through a desiccated world.
and even then
the shame of it is
that we only have one
life
to live
and it takes so long
just to learn
how.
please understand
that if i had two
i would have spent
one
with you.