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Saints Hanging Around My Neck (James Leland Ledeau~Lafayette, LA)

denim wrapped around my torso
saints hanging around my neck
like they're hanging onto the stars tattooed around them...
hoping to take flight
and like a shooting star i've lived my life
like a bright flash
constantly on the move
but i'm ready to slow it down a bit
and my furry smile hides so many secrets
but i'll let you in on one of them
that i'm happy
that i'm finally real
i let go
jumped
i'm taking chances
i've always thought of myself as a collaboration
i identify with cowboys
with the leather and the smell and the wildness
the riding into sunsets inhaling dust
the feel of the saddle
treading a path of your own
independence
i identify with rock stars
leather and skulls and a fuck it attitude
living out loud and out of bounds
rebellious
i identify with hippies
independent thinkers
leather and feathers
complete freedom
i identify with Catholicism
doctrines and dogmas
saints and sinners
frankincense and myrrh
prayers and stained glass
I'm a combination of all of these things
and i feel it in my bones
in my skin
i'm not supposed to be like the rest of the crowd
i'm carving out my own path
i'm a cowboy rockstar hippie sinner
my heart is my own
but it's open
i protect it because i know it's precious
so if i hand it to you
either through my actions or my words
know it's not for nothing
know that this Cheshire grin holds a universe of things to reveal
i'm full of stars
i'm filled with wish

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