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We're lost
Just in case you've forgotten
We're lost
Just in case you've forgotten

Something 'bout god
Something 'bout coffee
In my white

on

Now I lay here 
Smiling all night long
And I wonder where 
My bad old days are gone

The danger is in the telling
I'm tempted to be blight
The truth is

Sit at my desk, fighting with time
Nobody knows my pulsing mind
4 cups of coffee before noon
I’m losing the idea of me
Entertaining stability
My

I'm intertwined
I fear my spirit latches on
Like a vine
Turn back time
Regrettable flight
I swear I'm aware
Of my blight

I know that they're right

Away from the blight, chaos and demise
My love, we are on exile and this is unideal
But I am ready to pluck
The midnight stars
And put them as ceiling

sloppy...because Apollo shot me
Caught me in the side got my pride spilled my coffee
Ought to confide in the pride but Mufasa died
Thoughts align, but your thoughts

My Love is Not For Sale

Dan Bern

World Cup: A Sort of Travel Diary

2002

My clothes and my windshield wipers and a locket of my hair 
Everything is for sale
My rifle and my boots and my instant coffee maker 
That poem

none and his name's J jonah
Jameson, you're welcome, let's move on
To a menace! A monster! A
Blight upon our streets! Of course
I am referring to that

There's blood in the water
Roaches in the basement
Ashes in the coffee
Abatement in the home

They're selling independence
Monster in the White House