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I’ve always felt kin to the water I love to live within its cool when I was young I would let myself sink to the bottom of the swimming..

I’m taking down all my fences nail-by-nail, board by board I’m bringing them low no need for them now, I plan to let the wild..

This day and the one before it ran like oil we sat behind that stilted house tonight and drank our whiskey with rocks ghosts, you said, it..

I don’t know what I expected to find here when I was a kid, I would construct images of you there among the rafters and in the fold of the..

He lay on the cedar floor planks gasping for air like a fish does for water she watched him from across the room filing the rough from he..

I sometimes catch your scent in the strangest places at the grocery store, when someone passes and leaves a little of you in their wake at th..

I knew it was under that rock big fat brown, undulating with the current twisting its hips back and forth trying so hard to not be seen bu..

So swiftly we snatch for any Paradise lose our grip, fall again, alone like Lucifer, denied his throne tossed out by the hand from his lof..

They gave him pills because he wasn’t as happy as everyone else so he sat in his chair for a year and a half while people grew older ar..

I watch you free on this little TV the things you do would make a martyr blush but hey, I’m sure you got paid somehow so it&r..