I would have stopped the stars
but they were already shootin by then
and we accepted aloneness somehow readily
as the blind option
the tvs were flying
the sky panned like I said
one dizzy spin of a solo flight
this persistence and fortitude
for an artist of sound and sight
it's powerful as it gets
the imprint strong on the waves of gone
you've done us all proud
our ripped eyes hold the scars
that fucking desert gave freely
black as crow rainbows
I remember I remember I remember I remember
This future right here
I remember I remember I remember I remember
The pieces of myself exploded
I remember I remember I remember I remember
I saw you there dying too
I remember smiling when our eyes fell in
Here we go away to be later
I'll see you whole there and smile again
or bust
About the Creator
susan marie loehe
everything is Art, Art is Everything.
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