Tag Archives: time

Connected

I wish I saw the Wallflowers at the Hartford Meadows on the twelfth of September eighteen years ago. I used to love The Wallflowers and my mom bought tickets for my 17th birthday and I waited all summer long and … Continue reading

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Dust

You and me just must share some dust from the same star and maybe our star was related to other stars, the ones that we still see reminding us where we’re from and if we’re lucky, of where we’ll return … Continue reading

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2nd Hand

Are you ready to let go of those 3rd, and 4th, and 5th hand fairy-tales, are you ready to set sail in your own ship, ready to grab hold of the pen and make it the trip that you want to … Continue reading

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Generations

Generations pass and we inherit more and more apathy Generations pass and they inherit more and more tragedy Generations pass and we inherit more and more debt Generations pass and they inherit more and more dead

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Regret & Karmic Debt

Some nights I want to turn back the clock a decade or more, but I made my bed so I lay awake trying my best to forget wading through oceans of regret and karmic debt and one too many mistakes, … Continue reading

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Thoughts & Prayers

You are in my thoughts for whatever it’s worth and I said a prayer for you today, though I can’t say anyone listened, they   never listen. I hope to Christ and Buddha and Marx and to the sharks and … Continue reading

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Ink on Paper

Characters might change from one chapter to the next but they’re in the book even if you don’t turn back ink on paper, they’re in there

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