Life's Back Pocket
So easy to feel....
just take a stand!!
Clear: but never alone,
free: if you plummet down
into life's back pocket.
I bury my face.....
Light and advance on
every supernatural awakening,
like craziness.
Instead of young service:
super world pictures,
sober nightmares,
small like death.
From late days
come things,
like tears.
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