Wrote this song for my grandfather but wasn’t able to show him in time. Cherish those you love as often as you are able.

Blink of an Eye

Poppy little love thing I wrote for the missus. She’s the reason I do this thing.

Backyard & The Kitchen Sink

Too Nice To Stay Inside (But I Did Anyways)

Something New

Your Cold Little Hand On My Shoulder

When y’a hate to see ‘em go but love to watch ‘em leave

The Light Follows You Out The Door

Muted

Soft reflections shining in your eyes
Through the fabric, dappled river light 
Slipping on the wet stones on to me
Cleansing ancient waters, opaline

Ripples on the surface flow from you
Every tiny motion a woven loom

Opaline

I can hear the doppler effect
My sonic palette smeared like
Pine rows on the roadside
Blur of beast in grey hide
Objects in the rear view
Hindsight’s 20/20, too

That lump is just a bump in the road 
Roadkill swerve, save yourself
Baby for a week, grown and wilting
Lilting speech, see me packing up and heading out

Slow down

King Convenience, Queen Bee
Move so fast, can you even tell what you ingest
Meaning flying out the window
Form was lost somewhere in the pine grove 
Mono culture, circling vulture
They go for the eyes first 

Book a day, double speed
Total recall, bullshit
Plot twist, lose the thread
Unravel, travel to the pit
Multitask, hit the flask
Another day is done.

Slow down

Background radiation spreading ever out
Exponentials, existential ego death
Elemental spirals ripple outward 
Wavelengths ridden, hidden temples drip the marigold

Feedback loop circling toward the center
Memory palace crumbling, convoluted mumbling
Vaulting all experiences, catapulting caterpillar, soft cocoon
Climb, you shrieking blue baboon
Unidentified balloon, hope they come but not too soon
Stop and kiss the rosebud bloom

Slow down

Outgrown the bonsai, orchid swoon
Humming at resonant frequencies 
Dial tones in harmony
Fly from Dallas to Miami
Crackhead birds and jackfruit alleys

Dogs are crying for the bunny
Birthing litters, window watching
Week in tangles, mangled mower
Graze the patch of wild strawberries
Feed the kits
Start with eight, end with two 
Appreciate the significance of a second
Would you just

Slow down

Patty Q

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