::wolves::

no one told me

a storm was coming

i should have seen him

on the horizon

or felt him moving

with the grace of wolves

and had my knife out

and gone in for the kill

but now its everywhere

and i cant see the stars

now its everywhere

in every working nightmare

i want you to see this

and everything

but only if its

in stability

this isn’t love

this is a mistake between us

but i remember

a day by the sea

i remember

lucidity

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About brian black

laugh at the horror, fill the past with the future, my head lines and heart lines reach out for each other.
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