the ones I want to read
are finding ways to be
extremely pleasant
sending snapshots that encourage
songs to break my soul

how I find a sense of semblance
rafters asking for a better view

woke the dog up
now he wants to
sleep across my torso

so you seemed to hit a nerve
I always knew what bullets
have my flavor
let me find confinement
in the depths of porcelain

swiftly shifting from awake into
the better part of breaking
as my dreams play silly games
I'm always looking for a clue

what is beauty
said at ceiling tiles
waiting for the bus to come

saw the way that eyes can glimmer
resting thoughts
upon my shoulder


hold the tempo

let me find the way to unfold
buds into a flower
as I listen
to you
while you sleep

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