Didn’t even get to swim a lick. But I did get my feet wet
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Horizontal Windmill
A wasp tried to get my overpriced turkey leg so I said buzz off
Blew my Top
Learning not to hate the imperfections within yourself so you can help them become better…
Have to Deal
At least wear a mask or something
Is Rumbling
Balancing one set of spinning plates on top of another, more precarious, set of plates.
Awful Warm
Wanting to be better at night so my wife can sleep!
Gnarly
Like a runny faucet this one
Whatever Comes Out of You
Call me the cleanup guy
Oxymoronic Pair
Overlooking a man made creek where the cold silences the smell
Surpass Me
Growing up and growing strong. Can’t help but feel those happy tears in my soul
Take it Fun
Reminding myself to breathe through the pain so as not to pass it on to my loved ones
Above All Else
Recognizing the pattern is the first step
Poison the Well
Anger derived from fear does not detract that it is still anger
Spider Mating
No spiders in sight but lots of webs
Context & Perspective
No frozen yogurt, a day on the ranch, and then an evening of capital-based anxiety
Start from Nothing
Square ones exist for me to sit upon
What a Job
How can I fight for myself when you won’t even give me time to swing?
Butter on my Pants
Funny how my anger is never about what I’m busy being angry with
Workers of a Nation
Thinking about how I’m lucky enough not to be as sad as I was, but present enough to know I’m still sad
Lost in the Days
I think I was not sober when I wrote this
Ed Boy 