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The pillars of the church that I actually believe in
The lion, the tiger, and the bear
All rolled into one wizard
The clown prince of poetry
A cannon of compassion
A fire hose of hope
Not too many people do ballet during uphill struggles
Not too many people slip on banana peels over and over again
as they climb Mount Everest
This sage of the gumdrop
This improvising whirling dervish
This, this, this…moment enjoyer
RC stands for Radio Control or Random Chat
Both appropriate seeing as this DJ loves to talk
Talisman of my heart
What I think of to combat my fear of the dark
A candidate for sainthood
But better than that
along with Mr Rogers
The humble dragon
The happy chuckle echoing in my silent canyon
When you say your spells
Even the microphones are surprised
They turn to the audience and say
“Are you, like, hearing this?”
With licorice undercurrents
With a dark undertow
Allergic to pedestals
A man who stands in the storm for far longer than I ever could
A comical understatement of integrity
With a dash of sorrow
Let’s go drowning together
SWIMMING
I mean swimming
Somewhere where the water isn’t over our heads
And no metaphors cloud the blue sky
I only want to hear the sermon of your laugh
My patronus
The platypus of hope
An underground railroad that smuggles me to a freer place
Just by opening the tunnel of your mouth
I’ve mistaken a few anchors for boomerangs in my time
But I’m happy to be anywhere near your garden
The blasting furnace of your love
I can’t speak for everyone
I can barely speak for myself
But from the bottom of my polluted heart
And with everything I have to give as a person
You make me think that maybe, just maybe,
A nuclear war isn’t the answer
Now, I know that’s a lot to lay on a person
Just like I know poems have to end
Like all things must
But I am incapable of ever feeling different about you
Even if I stop talking
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The lion, the tiger, and the bear
All rolled into one wizard
The clown prince of poetry
A cannon of compassion
A fire hose of hope
Not too many people do ballet during uphill struggles
Not too many people slip on banana peels over and over again
as they climb Mount Everest
This sage of the gumdrop
This improvising whirling dervish
This, this, this…moment enjoyer
RC stands for Radio Control or Random Chat
Both appropriate seeing as this DJ loves to talk
Talisman of my heart
What I think of to combat my fear of the dark
A candidate for sainthood
But better than that
along with Mr Rogers
The humble dragon
The happy chuckle echoing in my silent canyon
When you say your spells
Even the microphones are surprised
They turn to the audience and say
“Are you, like, hearing this?”
With licorice undercurrents
With a dark undertow
Allergic to pedestals
A man who stands in the storm for far longer than I ever could
A comical understatement of integrity
With a dash of sorrow
Let’s go drowning together
SWIMMING
I mean swimming
Somewhere where the water isn’t over our heads
And no metaphors cloud the blue sky
I only want to hear the sermon of your laugh
My patronus
The platypus of hope
An underground railroad that smuggles me to a freer place
Just by opening the tunnel of your mouth
I’ve mistaken a few anchors for boomerangs in my time
But I’m happy to be anywhere near your garden
The blasting furnace of your love
I can’t speak for everyone
I can barely speak for myself
But from the bottom of my polluted heart
And with everything I have to give as a person
You make me think that maybe, just maybe,
A nuclear war isn’t the answer
Now, I know that’s a lot to lay on a person
Just like I know poems have to end
Like all things must
But I am incapable of ever feeling different about you
Even if I stop talking
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