Byron Headrick Biography

Honey, wanna fly
Take a walk upon the steel rails – slide
Skidding, three-sixties the world turns below
Into fear. Wanna take a dive
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I’m sad today
(Not the day the storm came
Killing the poor and elderly)
BUT
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I have not known the
Salty taste the ocean
Leaves settled in the
Mouths of drown victims
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I wanna
Life like Vanilla
A little bland
But expected smooth
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Fresh cut grass, hides the stink of
Hot asphalt at the street café, where
Four years earlier, I met Jennifer
Adjusting her bra, when no one saw
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