Bleeding Ink #1,178

Tongue tied

It’s always something

We did

The earth shakes

It’s always something

They did

Life is fleeting

Is this worth it

In the end

Big checks

With numbers

To the zip codes

Run as deep as the roots

As deep as belief

Who controls the increase

When I walked you home

We kissed as the train passed

Now it’s stalled on the tracks

Whatever they say

Whatever they say

Let the storm pass

It’s their last breath

Hold your breath

It’s getting harder to breathe

Whatever they say

Whatever they do

Whatever we are

We are here

-regardingsamuel.com

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