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Absurd, The Passions

a shroud, the denseness
laboring awake
faith not felt
known and enduring
peppered
the mind's connections
unspoken and locked
light bulbs, unpackaged

three alarms, marinaded
social hour
tweed and polish
cancellations
the downsiders and outsiders
mystical and unbound
brave sinners
absurd, the passions

Let's Get On With It

  Felt my smile about to crack. Damn your pride, got your back. Dreams are dreams, facts are facts. Let's get on with it. Life's too...