INTENTIONS
Walking along just another street I am
almost bored by attraction. Every little
storefront boasting something -- I love
these little places. The concrete and the
steel, all aged parts of what once was.
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The Arab guy is standing out front of his
small carpet store. Colors and weaves abound
behind his rancid cigarette smoke curling.
Another twenty feet, and few people with
phones and cigarettes on their breaks.
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Let me be the intended posing of all your
thoughts. I am filled with love, and I wish
to be your deliverance. A mighty strong
burden to bear; a mighty strong burden.
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