gotta run
Don’t make that face I can’t stay
Frustration
I swear I wasn’t planning this
Snow fall
What a way to ruin a day
Missed call
Met some guys for lunch
Wet socks
That dress is amazing
Lying clocks
Call me when you get home
Reluctance
You left your gloves on purpose
Downward glance
Snow doesn’t hide much
Especially a dusting
Flavorless land now salted
Uninvited storm starts howling
Uninspired! Close your screened master
Stop clicking links to more despair
And feel your engine roar
Conquer hills and blow-back hair
Fall snow, come on sun
Redden our lazy-pale skin
Follow a new trail now discovered
Get lost, get found, give in
Pour it while it’s still hot
C’mon son, you call this fresh
We’ve got a story kid
A new one, they’ll be impressed
I can still taste last night
Coffee helps, O Lord above
I’d be dead without it
That guy, the one that you shoved
She asked me about him
Who knows, she’s not in my story
Here and gone without word
She’s bubbles in my coffee
Nothing as lonely as a song
Slowly playing while I drive
Leaving some girl I treated wrong
And a life I tried to find
Her house looked as sad
As the girl that sad inside
Her front porch sagged
Like her forced, childish smile
Little Angel’s broken heart
Makes it awful hard to fly
Headlights and white lines
I swear I won’t cry.
Strangled by convenience
Addicted to efficiency
Motherboard mind
Trapped in technology
Designed to make life better
Foster authenticity
Wifi noose around a neck
Hung in front of online community
Close your computer
What’s left to say
Sunshine is better than a laptop’s glow
Get some dirt on your skin today
I(diot) phone keeps dinging
Impossible to stay away
Leave it locked inside the car
Life is better that way
Peel a fresh ripe orange
Whip up some home brew
There’s an uplugged world right outside
Designed just for you
I’ll wander until I’m lost
Find some perfect view
My computer won’t come look for me
Where the sky melts into infinite blue
Dear blood-soaked brethren
Stop leaning on your swords
Lay your shields upon the ground
Prepare for war no more
Wipe sweat from your brow
Embrace your brother-at-arms
Freedom has taken root
Return home to your farms
Harvest season start soon
Kiss your grateful wives
The king is pleased with your work
A feast is prepared tonight
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