Gordon Merrick Justice

When, a cold blue like winter
Settles onto a body of pink work…

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or for those of you just waiting on the line,
stay on the line.

American you see:
We can not clean ourselves
Of this…

Past Due:
(The settling group takes their shoes off and new ones dig their heels in
with he to screaming she
All working all hours
Always…
from moon to moon-shining
from sun to Sunday ni…

I’m trying to fit them in somewhere
like those jilted punk-rock pansies did

When our proud country died,
riddled with magnum holes.
I was jumping rope, myself
Having tired climbing this Americans’ polls

Guide the each and every warrior towards our waiting arms
This is the way or that is the way, take short path if you can..