[[stave off]] billowing smoke
[[hold tight]] til [[loved ones]] choke
grey walled and air conditioned
hell coughed rhythms when it spoke
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/3wSyX8nm/pro3-1.gif>overheard preaching to a choir
truths from your favorite [[liar]]
a shallow grave for
what was left in the [[fire]]
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/SNWNk6YJ/light.jpg>i stayed white knuckle clenched
in the spot where
my [[heart]] does that funny,
in-between beat-
for [[decades]], it seemed
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/mgrVBDzF/pro-3-4.jpg>though, leaving love
true- well [[spent|time]]
hung- dreaming of [[blue velvet]]
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/SNYN5LVX/blue-velvet.png>habitual ringing crescendos
ritual [[singing]] continues
to remain yellow,
when green is rotated-
calling to mind why borrowed [[time]]
cannot be understated
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/gJGxbwjC/twin-peaks.jpg>an eraserhead brought you to me
the [[one]] who is doing it
out back of this [[place|fire]]-
i've seen it twice
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/FsqXL7t0/pro.png>and for collapsing halls
a generous pinch of [[salt]]
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/x1DJPjMb/200-1.gif>shake loose that [[hope|blue velvet]],
it sticks to the [[walls|fire]]
like that fake noose
on the porch-
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/1Rq37cv8/hope.gif>and a [[grain of sand|last time]]
to go with the [[rest|walk with me]].
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/sXhCKzpv/salt.gif>walk with me through
slammed doors, [[broken|hold tight]]
hinges so sharp you felt
it [[yesterday]]
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/DfPMhmy7/one.gif>and til [[tomorrow|loved ones]]
ash like dew across
neatly mowed lawns
i had to look away
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/s2r8YWTG/pro-3-2.jpg>a [[spotlight|liar]] for empty crowds
the space behind
the [[flame|yesterday]]
is the most void
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/MKBd9TM7/flame.gif>another [[memory|walk with me]] banished-
the sand blows through
[[your thoughts|meddle in]]
and your words
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/CMQbkNzd/sand.jpg>train leaves here in the morning by the eagles was playing in the background. [[the ambience]] washed over me as the nostalgia set in. i took a picture with my mind like i was seeing it for the [[last time]].
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/vH4PxMZc/PROJECT-3-PIC.jpg>not the first time you took
ages to [[settle in]]
the bike chain broke
it took ages to [[pedal in]]
i found a spot where
your empty thoughts can [[meddle in]]
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/SKfVbxDt/PROJECT-3-PIC-3.jpg>like the [[fire|fire]] before it
like the time that you swore it
a presence so vast you could
almost [[explore it]]
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/9QVxfkzk/PROJECT-3-PIC-8.jpg>if i get too comfortable, i [[panic]]. this path doesn't seem familiar but that doesn't mean i neccessarily haven't been here. it actually feels like i have, i just don't know [[when...|hold tight]]
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/J0GQXcm9/PROJECT-3-PIC-4.jpg>come inside when the [[streetlights|decades]] come on, i won't tell you again. i don't care what day of the week it is, you do what i say and [[that's it|loved ones]].
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/QC9pC8JD/PROJECT-3-PIC-5.jpg>yes, a thought brought me here. but ideas are just fish in an ocean. you have to be patient and wait for a big one, however [[void]] you might seem on the day.
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/dVmGLSrh/PROJECT-3-PIC-7.jpg>vast? very. [[endless?|last time]] sure. navigating through seems not just unlikely but hardly fathomable. this space doesn't seem right for anyone let alone me.
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/zB3h2zMh/PROJECT-3-PIC-6.jpg>look, there is [[still time|loved ones]] (as his hands wove reassurances). you could always try again next year, you know, come back stronger. some things get worse before they get better... have you been doing those breathing exercises?
<img src=https://i.postimg.cc/vBSrGg9X/Project-3-pic-21.jpg>i could hear the train whistle-like hum all night. the noise seemed to be reverberating through the walls but there was no origin. it was the strangest thing. like, i know i wasn't [[dreaming|liar]] but, its like i couldn't wake up at the same time...
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