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LYNNIA SHANLEY

Raspberry Dinner at night

11/15/2016

 

and in this lifetime 
the one of mist and dark 
​(but)
full of hopeful noises trailing back into the seas
 
i see you. do you know me?

i can feel the part of you that i may never seem to have
so i hold on tight
​to something quite peculiar yet so familiar
is it mine?
        (can i have it?)
can we share?
together

is better - out of thin air
for they only know how 

murder  
she wrote, whoa.
tick tick goes the bomb.
splash it over the eyes...wide like...
babies i can hear their curdling cries.
why?
why them?
why us?
isn't it "IN GOD WE TRUST?"
but a dust to dust surrenders it must.

i.
i.
see. 
remember it when.
them good ol' days of light and fun
of dreams and color
and a raspberry dinner

i too can tap into the fear of
_______________/\it's blank again
the pulse goes zombie and here i sit instead of doing.

how about YOU doing?
do you (?)
​open the do that you know you can do?

the fake on screen  (ugh)
they slap the "do" hard

       cross it out and wipe it clean
​no one wants to leave tracks anymore
a poof!
​a second
a-HA and it's gone!


into the abyss of quiet and nonsense
where the no names were B names 
only
and the fans melted to tears

i sit here.
NO
i stand.
here.
     ((right where i belong))
at a place, in a time, to look you in the eye.

Lets Do.
Go Be.
       ((easier said than done))
but i know the done and it's not over yet.
not even close...

so where are you?
     ((are you really here?))
do you stand the
chance
is waiting for you and only you by the name of perfect cadence.

i see you.
​         ((do you know me?))
seek it out (out) of me -
and i will follow you

together we DO
because together 
we Be better.
better for you 
better for me
better for the future we may never see

 


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