Ode to Jeff

Thanks to Jeff

Jeff Buckley makes my world a better place,
even if his words are of sorrow and pain,
the angels voice soothes me back to childhood again,
When dreams were possible and present.

Lyrics flow like memories,
as all ties I have come together
complimenting each other.
Joyfully Sad. Eternally had.

And he feels to young to hold on,
when in fact, he was too far away
from Shore. He's not here today.
Nor will he be here tomorrow.

But his voice resonates, still.
like ringing in my ears
that I could bare to hear
Forever and ever and ever.

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I am eating junk today,

because my money's no good for food, here.

It's good for junk and stuff,

but not enough

to Debunk the migrants chemical

scrub.

The process disgusts me,

Dearly, I'd rather produce

yearly, alone with friends,

not family, Friends are my family,

Time tells me rightly

that tonight, any night,

every night is binding,

preserving the food for thought,

lost the flavor needed to spot

the problem, now the tongue's

numb, and the mouth and the throat,

and the gut, all instinct, stunted.I am eating junk today,

because my money's no good for food, here.

It's good for junk and stuff,

but not enough

to Debunk the migrants chemical

scrub.

The process disgusts me,

Dearly, I'd rather produce

yearly, alone with friends,

not family, Friends are my family,

Time tells me rightly

that tonight, any night,

every night is binding,

preserving the food for thought,

lost the flavor needed to spot

the problem, now the tongue's

numb, and the mouth and the throat,

and the gut, all instinct, stunted.

Afterglow

And I know it's really nothing,

But didn't something come from nothing?

the lights gettin lighter, like it's fading

from my mind, her scent is mixed with mine,

sense it complex, why can't it be simple

all the time? It's just how life is defined,

curving all the lines, this tree's limbs

get bent in the strength of the wind,

Leaves get carried away, the thoughts

of last night are not here today.

And i know it's really nothing,

But i'm left in this bed of leaves

makin' up a future that I'll never see,

What beauty could soothe me and

settle this squall that rues me

I'm givin it too much time again,

thinkin with regret, sinkin my train

into an abyss of improbability

I should focus on what i will see

today, and hasten my grasp on tomorrow,

this sorrow, self-sculpted puts me on my

knees at the pulpit of some hollow

vanity, cavernous and powerful

But I know it's really nothin...

Thinkin too much about what can never be.

When she got dressed, she cracked my ribs,

Her shoes stomped my stomach with every click,

When the door closed behind her, my heart split,

The morning light, an afterglow of that neon night

pierced through the atmosphere outside, into

the room through my windows straight into

my eyes and my pupils dilated back into place,

I'm acting like a fool facin' labyrinths and mazes

When I know it's really nothin

but the past right in front of me

gotta turn my back, quickly, before it consumes me,

I know it's really nothin,

cuz ain't nobody else with me,

but my senses and these scents.

It's time to wake up.

Of course. . .

As PER usual

The eye of the storm remains peerless.

Chaos reigns

In a cycle around the silent center.

The Heart,

Fearless, In a brutal sigh, sees

The End, Nigh.

Count to ten. Deep Breathing.

Leaving happiness behind pulls my organs through my spine, i'm walking in this mud of mine trying to shape it like what i want to be. And sometimes it becomes a task to talk at all.

Error

Error. Error.

Process interrupted.

Memory full.

Overload overload.

Capacity breached.

Initiating command 'failsafe'- command invalid. 1011H0001E1100L0011P1110

Initiating command failsafe- command invalid

1010H0110E1000L1100P

Protocol override- initiate restart...

Command invalid

Error. Error.

All processes frozen...

...

100110111010100101000101010-

All processes terminated.

Initiating failsafe.

Failsafe activating.

...

Memory cleared.

Processes terminated.

System shutting down-

Error. Error.

Missing you, Moving through

Every word, dwarfed.

Every thought, warped and wrapped around you,

These arms would too, were the worthy.

But that couldn't be further from the truth,

I must let go-

T'wil snap my bones!

Stall my heart...

So far from home,

So far apart.

Brittle, stress has left me

Divided 'tween two paths.

I hope this be the right one.

I must let go,

Our hands connect in perfect rhythm,

Imperfect be the time, Yours and mine

Together, must let go.