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Charcoal and Pencil

from Carried Home by Michael Goldense

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Fighting the urge to draw you out
of the corner of my mind;
to manifest who you might be
from the charcoal and pencil of time.

You're somewhere down the road
a toolbox in your hand
waiting to build the future
your heart has planned

What could we teach each other?
Can you whistle with your forefinger and thumb,
some slight of hand, or how to rise from tragedy
while still leading with love?

Will we spend our nights together
ugly laughing with tears in our eyes?
Will we beg the morning to
stand down to give us more time?

There's no map we can draw
from your heartbeat to mine.
You just have to take a risk,
and turn down a few wrong roads
before you find what's right–
and hope you make good time.

I hope you're making good time.

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from Carried Home, released November 12, 2023

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Michael Goldense New York, New York

Michael Goldense lives in New York and writes/performs music that sounds a little bit like some of his biggest influences-- Descendents, Superchunk, and The Weakerthans--and nothing at all like some of his biggest influences--Tom Waits, old-school hardcore punk, and Art Blakey.

He also releases music under the name Our Twilight Pastime. Check them out at OTP's Bandcamp
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