Smiley Mould (ft. Norman Van Geerke)

from by Hugh Doolan

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Framing the common man
in his living room or kitchen
where once he stood a foot higher
waves now swell around every decision

I want to pull jewels from the sky
made of hope and few regrets
that shine and blind
the seal on each envelope of threats

The cowl it near blew off
when the wind did howl in from the north
I crouched and snuck into a bush
put my ear to the ground that shook

*Bless the mess
hold the fold
Creaking at the seams
of the smiley mould

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from A Promised Land, released July 14, 2016

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