Musings on life and how I choose to interpret it…

The what, where and why concerning a certain Mr. Gelek.

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Some fall travel snaps

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I got no words

no words

all I’ve got is pebbles pebbles pebbles marbles pebbles

Summered

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A word is born

In my head;

It trails after your being

Breathlessly following crashing falling endlessly

Your scent & descent

Condense with the imprints of your silence.

Of the drinks we swallowed and the problems that we drank,

Of cocktails and hallucinogens that disappear

With passing neurons, that free and imprison us listlessly

but as true as night is dark and as devious are fawning remarks — my word will remain conceived sheltered cosseted and cradled

forever unspoken

But Always There.