front stage
near the center board
purple haze in my eyes
hearing your exhausted sighs
helpless on the floor:
i can't lift you anymore.
green tea
cooling in my hand
a puff of smoke rises
as though it finally realizes
linger and you sleep:
it's just memories that i keep.
I use words to deepen my observations. All of the following works are © copyrighted. They are the intellectual property of Greg Hoover. If you or anyone you know is interested in licensing one or more written works for use in a compilation, as lyrics in a musical work, synced to video, or some other use, feel free to contact me about an arrangement. But if not, assuming you are curious and literate, simply reading for pleasure is encouraged.
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