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Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Unknown
Wretched life had laid me down
on grass not yet bent
only to pierce my skin
and leave me spent
of spirit and blood
for all of history and
cunning to forgive
would not do for all
the time not sent
into heaven or out of hell
for those not seen but
only heard of
love lost and
souls forgotten
r.p.leith
date not known
They Figured
They figured
well...
we have until
the candle burns out.
The cigar burned
as it sat
for not being touched.
Twin engines
roared
on the lonely highway
Single hearts
beat
faster than
they should.
Kick me again
maybe then
I'll feel as though
I am really alive.
The cars floated into dismal space
the hearts stopped beating
the kicks landed, thump, thump.
r.p.leith
well...
we have until
the candle burns out.
The cigar burned
as it sat
for not being touched.
Twin engines
roared
on the lonely highway
Single hearts
beat
faster than
they should.
Kick me again
maybe then
I'll feel as though
I am really alive.
The cars floated into dismal space
the hearts stopped beating
the kicks landed, thump, thump.
r.p.leith
I Know You've Been
i know you've been
to places I've never
been
but I can safely
say
your heart of steel
will break some day
when the time came
for you and i
both
to move on
i"ll know in your
mind
your heart of steel
has been wrong.
r.p.leith
to places I've never
been
but I can safely
say
your heart of steel
will break some day
when the time came
for you and i
both
to move on
i"ll know in your
mind
your heart of steel
has been wrong.
r.p.leith
Even as I sit
even as I sit
I can feel
the clouds move
overhead
I can feel the
wind blowing
them south
across the fields
the snow is coming
with the clouds
and the wind
even as I sit
I can feel
the whole world
moving
without me.
r.p.leith
10/88
I can feel
the clouds move
overhead
I can feel the
wind blowing
them south
across the fields
the snow is coming
with the clouds
and the wind
even as I sit
I can feel
the whole world
moving
without me.
r.p.leith
10/88
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