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Eyes Up

I looked up and took several deep breaths, “conservation” I whispered to myself as I traced the curve of her lips with my eyes. Just centimeters above those soothingly bold lips sat a series of small hazel toned dots. I’d seen them close before, but every time they appeared to be dancing more powerfully then previous, and I sat as an audience member to the spectacle each and every time. “I’m watching you bloom my darling.” I’d tell her. An observer, lucky enough to call himself a front seat holder sat displaced and in place; in love and afraid; conquered and remade. Just then from my spot on earth I watched my form cast a shadow over me, the chill left me wanting warmth and it was delivered in the fashion of bodies connecting. Then with a sort of lottery like prosperity, just as I my chills began to thaw my eyes rose to the occasion of being within her company and I lay there fossilized. Ready and willing to be consumed by every passing moment. Engulfed in the subtle realization that life is just confused people trying to pursue as many moments like this one as possible.

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To fit in such a confined space, what consequence awaits. Linger, longer, lengthy, eccentric foe. Ever growing on course to me, placed a leftover unearthed. Feet stamp the stomp of our yawp. Long lifted, wait in caves forgivable. I watched a narrow part of me grow. I watched it grow.

Bearing strange bruises where fruit should concentrate. Linger, longer, lengthy, tasty foe. Breathing disguise, I reminisce of it with my back in tow. I don’t write of darkness, just the passing of dark things. I was placed in a furnace so I learned to breathe cold.

Heil the great unknown, worship it! Worship til the end of days. Look forth prophet, see how your tomorrow reigns.

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Mom.

They said “Awake! It’s a warm day. The suns out, and shine is scented in waves.” In wind, they can be seen coming my way. Oh the feel of these graceful breezes, then I look over and see the ma laying down, hospital white gown, sleep coursed her angel. Sleep heavy, legs resting not ready, just yet but soon enough.

Now hard times behind us once more, faced that storm before. I wish, to lift that burden with it, a cool line of strength to your spine. Are we comfortable yet? Are we just biding time? A long barell faced dead sights to my eyes, but i stood up and walked, and waited for you to follow behind. Lift, lift, LIFT THEM LEGS! No excuses made, just motion. Motorskills stripped and stolen, Gained back through motives, motivation, displacing an ocean. Labeled a guarentee, no knees will bear weight for your fee. Wheres the money? Little to the comprehension of corporate insurance america, Love is the only oil we need.

Three days, three days time. And we saw you stepping, feet connected to the floor. Embrace the challenge. And warm day still greets me, when i wake i do so smiling, a peaceful time chiming, Life, lived fully, memories there reminding. Lectures ran through me, and no apparent disarray. Those words are just beyond me. I'm not claiming an army but I'm ready to do what I must, neccessary for your neccessity. Esablished in my mom, the valuves I grew up. I grew up, never again will you be alone. A grown man took his place by your side for this storm. Son turned into the sun, I'll shine the way until we're done.

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