My pride
Ripped from it’s socket
So suddenly
Like the drop of a hammer
With peace
An illusion seeped in history
Fleetingly
Waved about like a wildcard
By those
Beseeching higher powers
For us
Citizens of this fine country
Canada
So much beauty spread wide and far
And yet
So much ugly centralized and clinging
Tag: drop
Soakin’ In With Old Smells (day 686)
I’ve been livin’ on a tear drop
Soakin’ in with old smells
Cigarettes and memories
I’ve been rollin’ on these four wheel
Long nights and sad songs
Music keeps my road signs
I’ve been holdin’ on to old boots
Worn through my thick soul
Dollar bills when midnight croaks
I’ve been thinkin’ of a book gone
Left me dreamin’ with wide eyes
Open plains and deep creeks
I’ve been livin’ on a tear drop
Soakin’ in with old smells
Cigarettes and memories