Send me a true friend
to walk this road to
the door of my poet.
Send me an artist
to pick up where I
left off of this art
of conversation.
Monday, November 22, 2021
Saturday, November 20, 2021
Crayon Mind
With a neon light
and a crayon mind
if you can't find yours
come play with mine
When the evening sky
turn red, turn shy
Darling we'll unwind
and have some wine
draw blurry lines
on the sands of time
with a neon light
and a crayon mind
I don't know why
we paint life
in black and white,
so I don't comply
I'll paint your mind,
come, you paint mine
with a neon light
and a crayon mind
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