I Wake Up
I wake up
and you
are singing in a million trees
get dressed
and you
have nobody left to envy
and you
see me for another time
and you
Say nothing
as you
walk past me
-s’s.
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day, be my night,
letting me see nothing else,
except for the moon's empire
created out of star death
-s's.
Snippet of Dreamland
they are catching
categories for me
and so do the people who know
they think that i am unseen
i embrace the impossible
they are everywhere
we are going to stay in dreamland
dreamy potion of an electric ghost beckon back the forbidden souls
-s's.
I can't see your art, I don't know what beauty beneath eyes like yours could be, what it looks like, how you’ll love, what you’ll know, why I should follow you home -s’s.
things don't have to make sense,
these layers of batter and words
bake warmly in my oven-like mind:
the place that nobody else can pry open.
my innocent deviation configured beneath lonely lampposts
and desert gold mines
things don't have to make sense to be blessed with them,
obsessed with them
I just try to take my mind off of
anything as far as my eyes can see
and submerse in literal fiction, transverse these monotone layers I wished upon and failed in. Live in this dreamscape. Live through the soft ache
-s's.
I have a lot of ingenuity
I have a lot of questions between alternating waves of seawater and poison
I have become swept up under a darling cove
And darkness awoke, something I know
-s’s.
the way the light scatters to create The perfect pattern of me, a rainbow of deceit impressive shine, obsessive guilt
distant view, envy-filled
-s's.
it’s all so heavy in ways I don’t see coming
I’m part of a crack; an idea that you lack
and I’ve bought myself down into mystery
Inviting in dreams I’ll have to look over
Bringing them in
—again and again
but it’s nothing like what’s coming
nothing is like this cruel ending
-s’s.
when you go, you’re nowhere,
Listening to rock,
singing as you fall,
Erasing who you are
listen
gently while the witness
Bears of what it saw;
a soul ascend at dawn
-s’s.
get out of blood network
How long do you keep pumping them out of your blood through writing,
Only for them to loiter by your veins and come right back in?
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