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jeffamorehouse · 3 years

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We degrade

ourselves

For honor

to be free

Anything for a dollar

and a dollar for anything

-jm

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jeffamorehouse · 4 years

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Sincerity

try it for free

seal it in your voice

steal it

so the words you say

never feel complete

-jm

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jeffamorehouse · 4 years

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Say

something strange

somehow changed

a chance for you

to-be-sane

two

minds alike

highs and highs

for sighs and rights-

to set

. a. sense of things

- JM

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jeffamorehouse · 4 years

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for all that time gains

more of it slips through your fingers

-jm

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jeffamorehouse · 4 years

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what contains within

everyone covered in wind

standing

sitting

moving there

space-outlines in the open air

-jm

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jeffamorehouse · 4 years

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toxic victory

to win and lose

history is replete

With the many men still on their feet

Who thinks of the ones who are dead?

-the thoughts in their heads

What context are we to have

on this, our golden path

-jm

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jeffamorehouse · 4 years

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you do not have to look for the gaps

they are there

We all must still go forward

Step by step

Missing them on a prayer -jm

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jeffamorehouse · 4 years

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sense to the lie

sense to the scene

something real to be seen

Everything I am

assigned to myself

a sense for a box

with a layer of irony on top

-jm

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jeffamorehouse · 4 years

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An instance

sliding 'cross your skin

sliding through the day

through the moment you're in

Tomorrow

really wasn't alone

all while all are saying-

that I simply must atone

Coming-

into focus

folded

along my eyes

Seeing,

is not believing

and believing

will compromise

-jm

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jeffamorehouse · 4 years

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An old coat

-covered in rumples and folds

now running quite thin

put on in an hurry

your scarred skin

Threadbare now

and covered in half repair .

After the clothes on your back break

it'll still be there

-jm

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jeffamorehouse · 4 years

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set it-in right

don't let loose

no one around

it's all you

under pressure

pressure back

no one lesser

lest you join the cracks

-jm

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jeffamorehouse · 4 years

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sometimes

static lights dynamic streets electric air since then I feel it and I have dreams I’ve sensed it this strange way we tend to forget what rhymes I forget but only sometimes -jm

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jeffamorehouse · 4 years

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at odds another skipped beat an awkward silence two left feet home away from home still feels like home what is where many paths are long torrid - but dry truth sewn into the lie triumph and love but only in song -jm

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jeffamorehouse · 4 years

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when you see one snake in the grass

all the grass will look like snakes

-jm

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jeffamorehouse · 4 years

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is this a moment of silence or has silence set Is it the way forward or is it your end that you have met A man stood in the fog cannot see ,just as the man stood outside will wander into't wistlessly -jm

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jeffamorehouse · 4 years

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Bring it back Where you were how you did. The sighs, set against the steady lines that hold you to who you think you are- To how hard it can be to be -jm

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jeffamorehouse · 4 years

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a subtle swell sandwiched between something soft something long something tired and something obscene belong along the way not in the night not at the break of day -jm

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