if I can make it by on the gettin’ by,can I drive my drive to soar?
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Untitled #560 (2014)
Look, it’s just that I’ve got these scarred and weathered hands,and you’ve got all these habits I can’t stand.
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I wrote you a novel once,<br/> though, I haven’t read it. —
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I love tidal,<br/> cataclysmic.<br/> No survivors. —
Untitled #450 (2013)
you’re sparkin’ at your finger-tips,your electrons push-pullin’,beggin’, beggin’ for that discharge.
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a scream, a real scream,<br/> runs like wildfire,<br/> livin’ in a kettle spout,<br/> it’s whistlin’ like it’s time for tea, — Stephen T. Kennedy “Supernova”
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I’d rather be star-struck<br/> -than sorrow stuck — Stephen T. Kennedy “I’ll Give You One More Ring”
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—not that they’d admit it before<br/> when time would make them liars. — Stephen T. Kennedy “Unspoken, Denied, Ignored”
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this is the calm,<br/> the absence of storm. — Stephen T. Kennedy “Cold”
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I watch the sun come out, and I go for a smoke.<br/> and I’m here picking at my nail-polish, picking at my memories.<br/> I take another drag and taste the filter, time to stamp it out. — Stephen T. Kennedy “Sixteen Watercolors in the Western Tradition”