Yes! I did it, I drew up a list of plans for the coming year
it read: ‘one: punch a hole through the other side, two: burn a hole back again
three: lose this guess work inside of me’
then I ran out of ink

Lose myself to the other side – in a miniature apple pie
my marmalade appetite – I’ve obscene mounds of gratitude
they could wipe the floor with your kindliness, for all that you do

it’s not easy to walk on water with a handful of stones

I look back through my diary, the one that’s half done
tried to pin point the avalanche, the day when the tide changed
then it hit me with clarity – as serene as serenity gets
it’s been happening gradually – death by a thousand barbed words

piper, won't you take me to the mountain with you


Hola Catalina, como te va la Tegu?
Que mas tienes escondido?
Como cuando crucistes el mar
Aunque me ha costado tanto
Caminar encima del agua contigo
Lo haria todo de nuevo
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