All night, no sleep: a race between man and crow. Crow beat me and went home to play. How busy a dance I find it to be! A great stranger is my mind. I am loath to settle in it.

Dave Bonta

Chicken

Be a stranger. In the afternoon, who cons night? Let my hen tell me when the mess paid off. Let be.

Dave Bonta

New neighbor

with my alphabet of commodities and Xs a stranger in town teach me some other things to hate

Dave Bonta

Hillbilly

A stone in a dish of peas, I have come far. Ladies look freely up and down at me and some walk up and down the town, which makes me think.

Dave Bonta

“Tell me, stranger, what love should be called.” The stranger preached the whole book then went into court. A drum came by, beating a strange manner of beat— now and then a single stroke. I wondered at what I saw but did not speak.

Bai

* * *

I dreamt about you Funny thing is I can't remember your name Or voice. I don't know if we've crossed paths yet. I don't know if we'll ever meet But I do know this, In my dream I was in love for the first time.

Atlas

Death

Today someone died You might have known them But maybe not Anyone could have known them But maybe no one at all But for all we know they died And they're gone forever

cloverthoughts

the chase.

we've yet to be anything but strangers, though you promise that will change. and every time you say it, i loose a little more faith. we came so close, so how were we so far from knowing that in the end we'd drift away with the currents, like every other day maybe i have a thing for getting so close, for loving someone who's incapable of loving me, for giving my all and getting nothing in return. with that being said, it's all i know. all i've ever known were, empty promises, and lies. it should be no surprise that i fall for these types of guys. the ones who give you just enough attention to keep you attached. and you fall for it. telling yourself; it'll be different,

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