A body
On a
Stool
On a
Sunday
A beer
And a
Joke
And a
Pause
And a
Silence
An awkward
Laugh
Then
Hello
We
Meet
Strangers
That
Become
Friends
What of
Friends
That
Become
Strangers
A body
On a
Stool
On a
Sunday
A beer
And a
Joke
And a
Pause
And a
Silence
An awkward
Laugh
Then
Hello
We
Meet
Strangers
That
Become
Friends
What of
Friends
That
Become
Strangers
It is
Only
In my
Silence
Do I
Gain
Clarity
Listen
To others
In
Order
To
Discover
Truth
Night
Lingers
Like
Fans
Stage door
Asleep
We
Are
Side by
Side
Fronts and
Backs
Synchronized
Breathing
You
Touch
I
Awaken
Drowsy
Still
Kiss
Lips
And
Slumber
Dreamed
Me
Child
Child
Now
So
Many
Immense
Inconsequential
Things
Surrounded
By
Matter
Each
Greater
In
Frustration
Than the last
My
Speech
Might’ve
Been
That
Instead
I was
Humbled
For
Everyone
Has
Trying
Things
And
Life
Isn’t
About
Them
It’s
About
Who
I
Am
Facing
Them
My
Life
Is not
About
Achievement
It is
About
Attempts
Direct
Himself
He
Teaches
Me
To
Be
Direct
In
Truth
Lies
Courage