Salem to Seattle

Thousands of miles away,

My thoughts jetline towards

A rainy dream;

The gentle day.

Try as I may here,

My home,

These rainy days

Ensue scatterbrained nightmares.

I am noble to “good” standard.

Disciplined. Discover me.

let us compare knowledge;

Let us be efficient; efficiency.

I often find myself

Charmed by the jazz.

How about you…

We could jetline towards rainy dreams any day,

Follow life’s directions driven solely from passions!

But so much of this luggage cannot free itself and leave,

Its roots are buried too deeply into the soil.

Sallow eyes,

To have such dreams;

It is down-pouring.


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