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Cross hatched, uneven city streets
Winding, entwining
Weaves and then sweeps me
Into a mindful serenity
People speak in sweet riddles
And the sun shines on
Sleep on the beach during the day and your just sunbathing, sleep there at night and suddenly your homeless
hollow prayers, these hollow prayers
or do we seem to be a silly egotisical dream
or are you my love?
but you turn away and
run from me
just like a rail road track
rolling ever to the back
but your my love
turn around or go away?
ill just close my eyes
grab that dirty arm
search frantic for a vein
then you take that little point
and you bury it away
a tiny little funeral
for all your shame and pain
then the eulogy is complete
untill you do it all again
i use to have a job
but i dont anymore
now i just read
and go to the park alot more
