THE PERFECT RELEASE

Time is change
Change is time.
Sleep is long
Long is love
The hurt and pain
The wait in vain
The lust of your date
The filthy weight.
Before I knew you existed
I new you would make me happy
I hadn’t met you
You hadn’t met me
And all the time
All I was waiting for
was a dreamOf the 8th line.
One I thought would never come.
I never thought id find anything else here.
But oh how I have felt.
You have found a pearl.
And I have found life.

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REALLY TRAVEL

i can time travel

and never thought it was a possibility

it comes to me

in sleep

and waking in anothers bed.

you dont dig any tunnels.

you dont chant scriptures.

you dont stare into space,

or stand in tin boxes.

just speeding my energy

back far back

but it takes heart,

and the turmoil

of daily proceedures,

which you would rather not have occur.

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ARE WE UNDERSTOOD

its not understood

yet we march

with some sort of sickenning love

on our shoulders.

oncoming traffic

to the curdling waves.

down in my hollow caves.

i do want to live but i cant like this.

and im getting old quicker lately.

im searching for my cold gold,

it was warm

but the rainbow went so long ago

when i loved a man who loved me

i new a father and a mother

im growing old

cant you let me in

now the waves are coming.

drive with me

gone gone can you see the cows

and ooh the pretty buildings.

oh this is getting old

but its the way the conversation must be.

maybe one day i will see im growin old

growing gold thats doing me no good.