is it the pain?
walking with a stick
trying so hard with that trick
is it the hate?
driving with a dream
falling out of the seam
is it the danger?
stalking without a thought
knowing that you are bought
or is it me?
singing out of tune
under the sun at high noon

© Jeff Kimball

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hands touching the sun
heat numbing the touch
heart parting the clouds
wind hitting the love
eyes viewing the stars
light blinding the orb
soul creating the oasis
utopia illustrating the illusion

© Jeff Kimball

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syringe on table
ice water in veins
tarnished needle
introduced
extravagant tendencies
arrogant demise

© Jeff Kimball

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