No More Cristals Poem by matt fromm

No More Cristals



Waking up in the great oblivion.
wanting everything and remembering more
talking about taking hold of the world
only taking hold of my balls
hanging up the bat man cape while reaching for the factory uniform letting go of today thinking of tomorrow
clinging to yesterday
I understand why the birds sing
but its something I simply can no longer do.

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matt fromm

matt fromm

los angels, ca.
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