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All I Hear Is Poetry

I'm looking at the moon and all I can hear is poetry in my head

Maybe it's the full moon

Or maybe I'm just gay


But the words keep shifting and changing,

parallel streams colliding together in the chaos.


And yet as I keep staring at the tortilla in the sky

it says the same thing to me every time:


Keep going I'm right here keep going.


I'm looking at the moon and all I can hear is poetry in my head

Maybe it's the beer I had on the train

Or.... Maybe I'm just gay


The halo around her is calling me to look beyond

to see that she is nothing without the great expanse.

Without the whispers of clouds and a sky with the ultimate mood lighting.


And the message is the same:


We are nothing without the background to our light.


I'm looking at the moon and all I can hear is poetry in my head

And what shes saying is loud and clear:


Get your ass inside its cold.





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