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I was on a downward spiral for several months of shows
lashing out at listeners in the catacombs below
and in the vast and present darkness,
you were a flickering light casting out love
like signals from a satellite

and I am not a sentimental man these days
I am a mass of blood and passion
I am not a well-designed maze
I am not who I thought I'd be at 28
I'm stumbling blindly from the canvas to the frame

I could tell you were introspective in the letters you wrote
didn't care for America- or a promissory note
and out there on the ocean, we were both drifting along
on rafts made of our elders as they fled from Babylon

you are not a sentimental soul these days
you are a mess of stars and poetry rising from the clay
you are not all of these self-ascribed names
you are art stumbling blindly from the canvas to the frame

all these photographs of artifacts
hiding life beyond the glass
it is our task to find the cracks
and make our way through

I found life in high-definition
beyond the prison of a timeline I was given
our life is not some public exhibition

We are throwing off the weight of given names
stumbling blindly from the canvas to the frame

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from Forgotten Songs & American Dreams, released May 3, 2019

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Adeem is a seventh-generation Carolinian, a makeshift poet, singer-songwriter, storyteller, and blue-collar Artist.

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