#pendesvoyage

[pendesvoyage]

Tour Guide

The Tour Guide that stol’th my Heart

With a face that compar’th to Art

He speak’th a Song

For you’th I Long

Allow me to play’th my Part

[pendesvoyage]

Evan

This is mine

This grotesque, unfailing caricature

I see you clear as day

When I close my eyes

I feel the sure, gripping weight

Of your fingers in the dark

So familiar they feel like mine

And gone with the break of the dawn

Your voice is the haziest

Piece of the puzzle

Snippets of sound I remember

But aren't mine

The whole world loves you

The symbol of you

I only love you

When I think of you

A whole picture of a man

Great, golden in glory

Will I ever see you

Right in front of me

[pendesvoyage]

This Must Be Heaven

Every day

I see the world the way

It is

It was

It never will be

Fate doesn't see

The thin webs that link

The Oppressed to the Leavened

Just once in a while

I see a young girl smile

And I think

This must be Heaven

[pendesvoyage]

Scissors

How do they fit 

In your hands so nice

Through oozing satin

With ease they slice

Shapes like the curves

Of a woman but none

A Picasso painting

The ladies of Avignon

My work can’t compare

To the wonder of yours

Still nip at your heels

I must endure

Talent sparks the tips

Of your fingers

Creativity flourishes

Through you and lingers

Each snip and cut

Only serves to extend

The legacy you leave

By your thieving hand

While I sit in your shadow

And stew

On the world 

You lived but I never knew

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Pittsburgh