Why are each journey's impending ends so difficult to conquer?When you feel close enough to see it, but still too far to claim it? As if reaching and grasping at a too-distant destination is an agony worse than seeing nothing at all, nothing to tease or torment, just stumbling around in the dark and hoping for good news. I'm so tired. I know you are too. I'm so ready. I know you are too.
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Sleeper 1972 /
When my dad died
The worms ate out both his eyes
His soul flew right up in the sky
I cried myself to sleep
My mother lies
Alone on her back at night
Adding up hours till her demise
She counts herself to sleep
Houses of the Holy /
Crazy ways are evident, in the way
you’re wearing your clothes
Sippin’ booze is precedent as
the evening starts to glow.
I told your mama I’d get you
home but I didn’t tell her I
had no car.
I saw a lion he was standing
alone with a tadpole in a jar.