Trapdoor Johnny

Trying to unwind the cobwebs that wheel around inside, trying to disappear but I know it’s useless to hide. Out of the golden triangle, looking for angles, am I obtuse? but it’s all grist to the mill which no longer exists and that is my only excuse. And I’m jumping to several conclusions it’s a…

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When we knew it all

You fold me unfold me, hold me you told me forever. Scissor cut paper, lurkey one, two, three coming ready or not I never forgot the games we played. You left I stayed, forever is just a gaze into a future that did not exist…

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