Some of us know
we’re the silent kind
we’re the quiet sliders
along shadowed walls
among the many
stealth between
roiling raging cacophony
Some of us know
we’re not the Other
there is no Other
there’s forever only
life lines of lonely
You and
Me.
I got a little wire in my soul
helps me believe I’ll never grow cold
When I falter I feel a gentle jolt
I got a little wire in my soul
I can’t see it and nor can you
Pretty sure it’s hot electric blue
Keeps me learning always something new
I got a wire in my soul.
He left a small plastic angel
at the edge of the cliff
He wrapped his shirt to protect her
from the sun and the wind
He paused beside her a moment
to reflect on his sin
He stepped over slow into surrender
and the waves welcomed him.
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