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Duck Back Solo

Duck Back Solo

I’m developing a duck back

I can’t carry water weight anymore

I let it roll off back to

From whence it came

I can hardy bear my own wetness

Other people’s fluid makes me dizzy

You however inspired me to write again

You have such power with me

 

I love everything I know about you

And want everything I can’t have

I don’t like everything but that’s life

Dying feels a lot like living

Except more intense

Where would we be if we hadn’t found each other

Not here / Over yonder I presume

We worm in both our minds

 

No regrets

Whatever we’ve gone through is our journey

I live with purples, midnight blues, and storm-cloud grays

I live with a reality that you have loved me for thirty-five years

Which makes me know creation loves me

You are a neon sign on the street scrape

Of what I call my life

Sho-noug and OMG are what I need to say

 

We don’t match and that doesn’t matter

What a difference two voices make

Together

Apart

And simultaneously

We are making difference just like this

Nobody understands it

But we two Souls that never were for sale

 

 

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