The Slow, Steady Advancement

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The slow, steady advancement
Creeping forth upon the reams
Truth formulated within
Thoughts regurgitated in dreams
But we can still be free
We can still find the solution
Peace exists with our souls
Force hate into disillusion

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Another Tattoo Won’t Fix Me

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Another tattoo won’t fix me
Character flaws will remain intact
Anxiety, depression & the mortgage
Will continue to be undeniable facts
I’ll still be this version of me
But I’ll feel life under my skin
A slow, steady build-up to joy
Creeping up to take charge again

From The Brink Of Normality

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From the brink of normality
Brought back to stranger realms
Blinking away the intense pitch black
Delirious dreams remain at the helm
Beauty a steady crushing force
Never before seen lips so malevolent
Unknown to a rapturous mind
Leaving us only with our original intent

Passing Quietly In The Night

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Passing quietly in the night
Unbeknownst to a blind eye
Distractions turning nervous
Youthful visions of a divided sky
Perpetual beauty left ravished
Smudged but steady on course
Redemptions readily available
Without the gale’s full force

The Sea Villanelle

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A love that’s only known to me
Weigh anchor – Sail with the tide
When I’m off exploring the sea

A lass that’s sassy & steadily free
Couldn’t forget her, Lord knows I tried
A love that’s only known to me

When the winds cry like a Banshee
The ocean will be my endless guide
When I’m off exploring the sea

Venturing off to a land of palm trees
Needing to nurse my wounded pride
A love that’s only known to me

In spite of life, still merely a latchkey
Waiting for when my sails have dried
When I’m off exploring the sea

A pirate – all I ever wanted to be
I’ll forever hold who’s on my side
A love that’s only known to me
When I’m off exploring the sea

Fell Out Of Another Sailor Bar

Fell out of another sailor bar

Pacific islands; dripping with sweat

The emotionally desperate & the forever lonely

‘Twas never a more perfectly matched set

A pocketful of money & nothing else to do

Looking for Salvation under the scarce shade

Nothing found but stale tobacco scents

A few more coins to avoid this here blade

A different life at the world’s end

Not used to walking upon the steady rock

Enjoy this time of watched freedom

Best stumble back before the end of the clock

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