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Heath Houston
Come Away

Come Away

Come away from her hair, entangled, beautiful joyous mess, strands of summer apple and field flowers these are the days that make them…
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Dives

Dives

A smoky room and old rock and roll, the friendly scent of whiskey hangs in the air.
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Over My Shoulder

Over My Shoulder

Looking back, I see you, something in your eye, hard glint or soft tear, it’s hard to tell from here but know this —  I’ve been wrong so…
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I Was Yours

I Was Yours

Sometimes I wish I could take it back, the youth and the energy I wasted, watching now as you debase with abandon (this is not carpe diem…
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Medium Messiah

Medium Messiah

Narcissist
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Mind the Warning

Mind the Warning

Read my thoughts, but mind the warning —  what was weak, now sheered and welded, fragile cold-forged iron — lost, my will adulterated and…
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Lessons

Lessons

My lessons leave me bruised and bloody —  no one ever said experience was kind, but I never needed its boot in my face to get the point…
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How to Become Numb

How to Become Numb

What a strange person you’ve become, your depths are clever illusions painted perspectives over miles of shallows ankle deep where once I…
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Black Holes for Eyes

Black Holes for Eyes

These days I avoid the mirror for fear of reflection, the inevitable shock of eyes I don’t always recognize like black holes sunk in…
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