In my Wanderings........

These are assorted items, quotes, etc that I have come across, and have stuck with me.......
Not sure what that means, but.......


He is the sum of his parts:

Expensive cologne and cheap cigarettes
Wrinkled oxfords and razor burn
Mangled thoughts and perfect speech
A walking conundrum that has everyone convinced
He’s got it together
When in fact he’s falling apart
And there’s no king that would bother to put him back together again
But like a good boy he perseveres
Not with any goal in mind but rather like some drone
Cruising through life on auto-pilot
Too afraid to take the wheel, for fear of being blamed when the car crashes
As it inevitably will
And for some strange reason you wish you were him
You wish you didn’t have to care
Even though everyday he rolls out of bed screaming silently
His eyes burn with tears he won’t let fall
But still he drags out his pathetic existence in hopes that he might feel.

Something

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The Bliss Of With

You have come to me out of antiquities

We have loved one another for generations
We have loved one another for centuries

You teach me to trust the voice of my voices
You teach me to believe my own believings
You touch the palpability of my possibilities

Together we reflect what our mirrors conceal
Together we upgrade the sun in our meridians

We remain open night and day to transcendence

You are incompletely disguised as a mortal
You are the eternal stranger I have always known

I saw your wings this morning I saw your wings this morning

James Broughton

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