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While Twitter Burns

While Twitter Burns I use my Phone, I sit here in the light alone, all day all night I post and like, occasionally I pause to wipe, I never need to leave my seat, 44 Billion and I am Complete!

Summer Nights that never Ended

People attend a party in a back yard, string lights above the party and a firepit burns at the right hand side

There were nights in the Summers of my Youth that never came to an end.

They twirl endlessly in my mind, never quite reaching sunup and always just on the cusp of being long passed and forgotten.

They come and go, visitors from a past that is ever more distant, friends and faces that don’t exist or have long passed and forgotten.

We gamboled and gossiped, the night drew in close and intimate. The Stars and night a light blanket of warm nights and camaraderie that would end up passed and forgotten.

The Summer Nights, that never ended.

Saving for the Future

If there was a way
to hold onto the things
that we wanted to
hold onto
forever

We’d be building boxes
and putting our love and our inspiration
into jars
and putting them in boxes
for the days when we’ve got none
to spare