The debacle of the 20th century,
and I just another lost seeker...

1.
the day was a leonard cohen song...

With you
every year is magic and wonder...

We were drinking one Friday night
in a tacky bar in Ukachuk, Nebraska...

Awaken to a day
that is all paint-by-number...

In between lovers
who cannot kiss away...

Sitting on my porch
cicadas bring summer night...

A muddy mirror face, puddle reflection,
a drty image in the decadent disassemblage...

You want lovers that don't leave
and money to buy the things...

(J'aurais toujours faim de toi)
Once upon a daydream...

The last footstep leaves the stairway
outstretcehed hands grasp the firmament...

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