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Junkyard Mind

Junkyard mind sitting under a moon counting raindrops rusting away. Thoughts of an overhaul surface some days but frostbite at nights prevents my fingers a grip on what to share. I have flashes of times caught with love my lug nuts loose front end joints needing lubed. I remember sunny moments being polished and waxed before being discarded to rust…

Without even thinking

Yesterday without even thinking of limitations or excess I, I breathed. It was one of those I know, I know yet a little balloon popped up just to remind I know nothing except when to write and when to carry the empire of thoughts waiting to be placed into lines and to become more than what I know. Weirdness has…

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