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Where I Left My Heart

I left my heart drying in the setting sun Out on the side of the road to you And kept right on walking into the night that lay ahead Humming a song whose words I’d forgotten…
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Out in the Storm

The things I saw out there Just before the veil came down to hide my eyes Before I was dragged away to stand trial And hear my crime read out to me…
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I Remember You and I

I remember you and I out wondering what ocean that was We opened a bottle, ready to toast death And out poured starlight with no end So we caught it in our glasses and drank…
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Little Barred Window

They sewed my mouth shut and left me here With nothing but a view of distant mountains Out of my little barred window And I’m screaming but the thread won’t break…
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Where the Air is Haunted

Behind a door closed to keep the night at bay Voices talk of quiet places where the air is haunted Where moments stay forever And the floorboards whisper the secrets of ghosts…
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Wanderer of Twilight Worlds

Speak to me in secret tongues, you wanderer of twilight worlds Stolen words you gave to me as treasure maps Drawn in disappearing ink beneath my skin… #poetry #writing #space
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Stars We Forged

I sat with my ear to the wall Listening to all the things you never said While the sound of your heat pulsed Across a distance lost to the wild road…
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The Closed-in

The closed-in world is here around me In my bones, under my skin down to the soul And all the fires rage far away from this place With ice in my fingers I long for the flame…
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The Grey Country

Weeping skies over the gray country Mourn all promises the dead cannot keep And wash away ink from the pages of a recycled soul…
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A Strange Thing as of Earth

Tonight they sleep under primeval rain The few chosen to walk above the stars And their hearts prepare for the leaving…
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A Falling Star Came

A rising sound screaming through confusion Or a lost spirit singing in shadow Longing for a fire in the night to light the way This sound like a falling star came…
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Watching the Flame

You came in the night and left before morning And all the world was on fire The sky streaming down in a haze of color To lie in the streets beneath all the smoke…
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Toward the Witching Hour

As the clock face moves on toward the witching hour I’ve kept the moon company this night Watching candle wax collect and overflow Onto a table wrought from hallucination…

