Last Leaf

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Where soft bread crumbs lined the counter tops.
A glass filled by dripping water faucet drops.
A lone girl collects her past, through and through.
As she watched the creaking overturned canoe.

The good times were but just a blur.
A simple time when nothing bothered her.
With cherries, berries, so very sweet.
Need not worry what she had to eat.

A little girl still has a right to dream.
For neither sugar nor an ounce of cream.
A right to apply what she had learned.
So that new leaves can now be turned.

Though she may leave much to be desired.
What, in her, had the new world required?
Another dollar another feast,
Everlasting, ceaseless peace.

In the reality that she had come to use.
She would notice not what is beneath her shoes.
An overturned leaf that is now beside her.
A pattern that looked much like a spider.

Now what ever could this mean?
Who could paint her such a scene?
A setting that is so serene?
What my open eyes had never seen?

Headphones

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It was a time when we were unfamiliar with the tune.
I can't believe it's already been this long since June.
My fingers tremble and my body quivers in this seat.
Wearing my headphones, nodding back and forth to the beat.

I pray to Heaven that all your plans go according to your design.
The spirits may yet decide to take charge and guide me to mine.
My toes curled as I remembered every word so sweet.
Wearing my headphones, nodding back and forth to the beat.

The chapters in my life flip on as the month forms a verse.
I fooled myself into thinking that things just got worse.
We both saw it in me, as I sprinted on my own two feet.
Wearing my headphones, nodding back and forth to the beat.

I'm sorry if I implied myself to be something that I cannot.
If it reminds you wrongly of all the times we fought.
I hope you're home safe out past the night and the wheat.
Wearing my headphones, nodding back and forth to the beat.

Listening to all the things you know and love.
Believing what you will about the gods above.
Maybe together, for just one night, the two of us will break bread and eat.
Wearing my headphones, nodding back and forth to the beat.