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I wake up in the shimmery light
Of the early sun’s sigh.
The rays pour in through the open blinds
Tiny crystals dance and flutter to and fro
Another morning in darling Arizona.
dear mountain standard time
the desert is in itself
an oasis, an escape
from the monotony
of trees and grass
that plague the forest valley
they are all i have ever
known, truly
Well if they knew that we were political,
We'd be done for.
Because they helped build new york
But people from new york are broken themselves.
And in spite of their open arms
Sometimesbefore you arriveI imagine the drivethe dusty windsroads blown sand blindthe breath hot desertred upon your backthe drown of dripping sweata mirage, a swimming lake
I put my feet to the street I've never felt a heat,like this,my souls(soles) melt with each step I take,I wanna make a break, and run for it,like Run Forest!but
Black and whiteEveryday black and whiteShirt, shoes, pants
Maybe there's greyBut never in the skyAlways sunny, sunny, sunnybleh
There's something odd about a cold girl from Colorado who yearns for the Arizona sun
Who loves the twang of Kenny Chesney but also the rasp of Kendrick Lamer
standing in the dirt road seeing the orange yellow sun slowly take cover benind the Arizona hills as night slowly takes over.
I prize my gift from the sun,
the smooth ebony blanket
that trails in my path.
It bears the token of my progress,
like a toll booth of past endowments,
always full of unanswered prayer.
Ode to Arizona on a Hot Summer's DayWritten by Adam M. SnowOh sweltering is summer's day of bliss,
Cool sunset flows
Making golden rivers run over hope-smoothed rocks
Vibrant colors sharp in the sky
Pink like hope
Fading blue like faith
Deep kindness, rustic orange
Golden glories
kicking dust as i move ahead, instead
of getting down and dirty. i could, but
i’m more of an insider as you can see
these sounds; the synergy
of cooperation and contemplation
A seemingly prolonged drive
Delivers a miraculous surprise
That is hard to find during the scorching heat.
Refreshing air engulfs your body.
Lalalala I don't know what to do really.
I don't know if to rhyme
I don't know if to squeeze
I don't know....that's something I frequent.
Science is my game
And the more I learn, the less I know.
I concur.
If it's against my religion,
it should be illegal.
And while we're passing laws,
let's make divorce illegal,
and premarital sex,
and tattoos
and drugs
and alcohol
