The fire brings us out

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Running down a mine shaft
Fire in the hole
Hammering away at the
Rock wall insides

A gift for my children
Could be a curse for thousands
I’ll never know

No rest for the Falcon’s prey
There will always be blue beards
Lurking in the closet
Nerd kings
And forgotten canary heroines

The uncried tears
That fueled so much construction
So many teams
Clawing away the clods of light

So hard to hear
The bat hitting the ball.
The stadium crowd
Cheers from a distance
Sound like a whisper

Leaves fall into action
Reminding us that dead things
Give life where there was none before.
The fire brings us out.

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I’ve been seeing things Out of the corner of my eye


I’ve been seeing things
Out of the corner of my eye

when I look it’s gone
When I focus it’s not there

A lazy soul

So many cops
So many churches
So many t-shirts
So much pasta

Constantly rehearsing
Acceptance speeches

Launching arrows
a sea of bees

Genghis Khan clouds
The indirect approach

An army of donuts
Lead by a lion

The brass ring
Is in your nose

A dry erase board
A bag of records

Working with friends
Is such a good idea

The burning cold