I drive by in the dusty five o'clock traffic and I don't see the sign...feel the vibe...hear the loudness of the forever quietness, but something snatches a knot in my soul....
and I feel it....
the empty parking lot ....
the now and forever..
the endings of our fancy little bar stories....
I fell in love here...
in knee high boots dancing to Eric Clapton,
blowing balletic smoke rings from filtered cigarettes....
and believing in fairy tales....
and the twang of a lover's make believe serenade....
I broke an ankle here...
jumping jack flash fast to the Rolling Stones,
and smiling
on the downslide...
I buried a friend here...
Hugging strangers, and selling laughter for dollar donations to bury her in decent blankets and eulogies that dance on...
I believed here...
And I still believe....
in the music...
the moment...
the magic...
the magpie fairies...
It's just that the train has changed tracks...
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Beautiful... I remember when I changed tracks... or got derailed... I lost the magic... and it never came back... I think it's in there, somewhere... buried in heap after heap of something or other... and just waiting for that moment... a thousand years from now... a thousand tears from now... a thousand laughs from now... till then... I have sooo missed your writing... your open heart and faithful soul is such a healing thing to others...shimmerrings
I cant believe I didn't find your words until today, shimmerings...but somehow, know, that too, was meant to be...that they were meant to be here, today, a gift in the rain....
Thank you...
And yes, of course, it is there...
waiting on wings....
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