3 into 4/30

Redwood evening
We are late night

Everything
your mama told
You to stay clear of

Keepers of free
thought
spirit
first amendment

We are the ones

Who puts life
On paper

Turns the narrative
Before the ink drys

Rewrites for the soul
Keepin heartbeats in
Check.

Balances
the weight of
Oversight and
the 20/20 of
Understanding

Concluding
we are all human
(though we’d like to think otherwise)

We are certainty

when nothing last
Forever except words.

We are tucked

inside of
Meaning
Sleeping
in language

We are waiting

For you to wake up
And dream with us
Til the dawn breaks

Like a poem rising
To the occasion.

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