Telling the mind riddles
Tinker
Fun fixations
Fatal
Puppet masters dancing in the shadows
Sparklers made under water
Hidden themes in a hurricane
Lava in the windows
High heat
Gently softened in the water
Cold oceans
Dead mermaids
Just a bag of letters in a field
One line repeated
A snapshot of a face
Talking to the leaves on the trees
Collecting ancient dust
Where time in a short time is sped up
Times 10
Knee prints in the dirt
Gone
Yet in the story
This certain time
Is forever
Planted like other things have been planted
Good wisdom for a fleeting mind
It will turn and turn
On the half way angle you fall
Wicked angels
Jump back up
Until you don’t
Normal is not a place to build a home
While the energy wraps itself quickly around
The perimeters
You wait patiently for the bells to alarm
Just a soul believing its a soul with toys to express
Bankrupt blues in a deep red hallway
No land or man in a mans land
Clocks and gadgets
Fresh sheets in loud sounds after midnight
Frozen in time mannequins
Light an invisible cigarette
Play the guitar on a best friend
Stoops where the songs become the universe
And you layer last time with this time
And imagine the next time
Licking things
Real smells in real places
Moments still alive
Even when you leave
Hazy Acres 
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