Photo taken at Westmoreland Park (Portland, OR)

Monday, January 23, 2023

Of shadows cast,

Bridging a past,

Lifting such mass,

That bullshit, alas,

Drifts… we’re glad.

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Between happy and sad,

A bridge to walk,

Late stories to talk,

Beneath flows a river,

Of pardons, remember?

Now peace with tears,

Falling, so timber,

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Slowly, but never,

We get there,

Some day so soon,

And the dynamite,

Goes, BOOM.

…there is no bridge.

-Budd

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