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T-Rex Football ClubThe Tyrannosaurus Rex Football Club was starting to cheer for their imminent fourth Pangaea Cup win in a row when the crafty raptors overcame their fears and started scoring between their legs, making a comeback. The Rexes bit off all their heads. The whole team cheered as the time expired.
Memories of YouI seem to have lost your face in the faces
of my history discontinued and marked for disposal.
New trails will be blazed though not without the pain
and difficulties of cutting down and weeding out you.
I try to remember your house among houses.
The memories we've forged fit in one glass jar.
There's plenty of space which avoids suffocation
but space allows spreading and blurring of the fact.
I wonder if you will ever return to my dreams.
Do I even subconsciously long anymore
for colorful abstractions and multiplied chances
to stitch back together what never was at first?
I can no longer feel the warmth of your heart;
you're too far away for me to feel your radiant heat,
or maybe it was never you that toasted the room,
and now you seem to have stolen the heat out of me.
These places I don't remember;
all the lost races acrew.
Nothing remains to preserve my memories of you.
Fading FastEmpty notebooks and full ink pens
Clouds roll over with no rain
All the stores are sold out of
the only thing you went in for.
Flower bloom but they have no scent
Wishes drown in a wishing well.
All the stores you grew to love
have closed their doors and keep them shut.
Blank rolls of film sit on the floor.
Brand new signs over brand new doors
You go in but they're sold out of
the only thing you went in for.
All the leaves are falling down,
Going straight from green to brown
All your dreams are failing fast
All you dreams are fading fast
The sun is tired so it rests.
It is setting as it asks,
"Are you ready for this night,
the longest night that you could ever dream of?"
Easy TimesWhen Life is easy,
it never seems too easy.
When life is hard,
it never seems
not hard enough.
When life is boring,
it often seems
you're going no where,
The hard times
make easy times
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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