other things to talk about, you know
walk about and show - don't tell -
who wants to know the thoughts that glance off of cardboard windowpanes
who reads the lines between the spines of abstract feelthis projections
there's other, you know
there's real in detail there's rain
washing through the parking lots where someone calls a name
not mine i am not phil
filling space with the chase of revelations
waiting for conversations to explain explore uncover and show
waiting to know
and yet
the inbetween is where the real
the headachey nap that farrunning brings to an otherwise afternoon
moons and other sky pieces doing their business
keep going
there's plenty here to see to do today and only now
why hold anyone's breath
why and how
where is the time when i will sit and write and write and write
please let me care less about other
please let me care more about all
please let me progress past questioning
answers are for the writing
onto the shelves and into the pages
a suitcase of novels and poems in cages
waiting for the sun
who loves the sun
other lyrics too balladous to bring to light
scrambling eggs and slurring the weekend
running through dreams while waking to stillness
forgive my apologies and here are some more
i mean to care less but i forget againagain
there is more than one angle
try as might
melting night and coffee too late
waiting the end of waiting
moving toward forward
how hard to be satisfied uncurious and tired
looking listening thoughts curlywild exploding through cloudyhead wonder
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