Golden light spills through the blinds

Coffee warm, you’re still on my mind

No plans at all, nowhere to be

Just you and me and this easy street

What a day, what a feeling

Like the whole world’s finally healing

Every moment slow and sweet

Making forever out of ordinary things

Windows down, we drive and sing

Your laughter rings like everything

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I’m waking up to ash and dust,

I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust,

Breathing in the chemicals.

I’m breaking in, shaping up,

Then checking out on the prison bus,

This is it, the apocalypse.

I’m waking up, I feel it in my bones,

Enough to make my systems blow,

Welcome to the new age.

Gift for Me (Joseph) – new verse

Soft as the hymn that your mother once hummed,

I keep every note in the curve of my lungs;

streetlights are angels that guard where you walked,

their halos still flicker on corners we stalked.

I open the box that the skyline returned—

inside, just the echo of prayers never heard;

I wear it like armor, invisible, free,

every lost breath a gift you left for me.