Moments of clarity start to get further apart When you are solid and I am liquid Or when you are liquid and I am gas Seeming to need each other but we never mesh I wish I could be here And there at the same time Karma leaves me left On the dark notes Consequences I guess Of living so fast The lower half of me knows I've used plenty enough for the year The upper half feels endless like the Lifestream I know that it's getting dark I know that Grandpa will forgive me when I can forgive me Forgive me for the waterfall And for the snow and its rushes Pieces of me taken / given And we still trying to take the necessary steps Strip away the extra motivations Sublimate or die, he says I feel like a speedin bullet 2 heaven Pushing through the air and taking up the space Not really leaving a whole bunch of flowers but To make a difference by being the difference...
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