Call Me Deacon Blues

Playing right now...

Overhead the albatross
Hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
An echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine.

And no one called us to the land
And no one knows the where's or why's.
Something stirs and something tries
Starts to climb toward the light.

Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me.
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand
The best I can.
 
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Take my hand.Tracing the shadows.

Following lines. Savoring the touch.

Delicious pics. Can almost feel you.

:rose:
 
I like nuts.

In a shell.

Pistachios...

THIS just grabs me by the throat
so there are only choked joyful sounds emerging

I've gotten so far behind on commenting here
but believe me, I have thoroughly attended to each post
thanks so much for sharing these fabulous photos
:kiss:∞∞∞:heart:
 
THIS just grabs me by the throat
so there are only choked joyful sounds emerging

I've gotten so far behind on commenting here
but believe me, I have thoroughly attended to each post
thanks so much for sharing these fabulous photos
:kiss:∞∞∞:heart:

Thank you Mara.

I hoped the coming isn't from the nuts. ;)

I appreciate when you do comment. I know it's not always easy.

And way to throw in an ∞.
 
Thank you Mara.

I hoped the coming isn't from the nuts. ;)

I appreciate when you do comment. I know it's not always easy.

And way to throw in an ∞.

my choking isn't from nuts, but from Hands, silly
I figured I was so fucking predictable, I didn't have to be explicit
but there you have it

and I do love my infinity symbol... thanks for tossing one back my way!
 
I know I promised more clothes.

I apologize.

Maybe I'll snap one later.

It's gray day.

Just after stumbling out of bed.

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I eat the razor, a mouthful of God's flesh
Sweating this blackness,
I am shitting this cold death
I remember blood from the thighs of the mother
As everything is eaten by another
How much more must we bleed her
I cut their throats while they slept
I wept
I peel back my skull for you
Yes I do
DEAD VENUS BLUE
Love is rotting on the vine
Crumbling in God's sunshine
I am dying all the time
Point me at the sky... sky
How much more must we bleed her
I cut their throats while they slept
I wept
I peel back my skull for you
Yes I do
DEAD VENUS BLUE
How much more must we bleed her
I cut their throats while they slept
I wept
I peel back my skull for you
Yes I do
DEAD VENUS BLUE
 
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my choking isn't from nuts, but from Hands, silly
I figured I was so fucking predictable, I didn't have to be explicit
but there you have it

and I do love my infinity symbol... thanks for tossing one back my way!

I think we all feel this way to a certain extent. We just do.


You may have noticed the tattoo on my right shoulder.
 
I think we all feel this way to a certain extent. We just do.


You may have noticed the tattoo on my right shoulder.

oh I most definitely Have!
would love to hear your infinity story if you care to tell it
 
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