This is a space where I have a mid life crisis, write about my creative journey, and talk about songwriting and share bits of terrible poetry.

What this means…..

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Anyone know what this means?

No one.
Or
Maybe, one?
May be.
But probably they are wrong.
And off hunting for their song.

What is it that you see?
Is it a black box,
To hide old socks and a drunken Fox?
A treasure chest, to hide things you found and leave them for the rest?
To find the best.
Or take a test.

A tv screen?
Turn it on.
Turn it off.
Creates a pretty scene.
Whatever can it mean?

There are things behind things.
And things inbetween the deleted screens.

no one knows anymore.
no one knows anything.

forgotten how to sing.
forgotten how to speak.
write down everything.

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