The Blanket

The Blanket matthewcostello · The Blanket Together in this blanket Floating high above the Canyon It’s scary that I’m thrilled Thinking you are my companion When I look at you, I see me The opiate of “meant to be” The risk of falling free Is tugging, tugging, pulling on the blanket On this magic blanket…

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Catch A Ride

Catch A Ride matthewcostello · 20240916 Catch A RIde Butterflies follow as I walk up the hill They fly like ideas, or so it may seem Sometimes they rest on my shoulders and chest, Then flutter off pursuing some butterfly scheme When they come close, I can hear their whispers Telling me a tale of…

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