at night
dreamy
but not sleeping
i feel like
i am living
in someone elses memory
i mean that how i phrased it
thats as close as i could get
it feels different now
i mean that how i phrased it
thats as close as i could get
it feels different now
even opposite now
as the grey dawn creeps in
showing the scratches on the sky
~
~
& inside that nights
strange peaceful exploration
i wrote on an envelopes flap -
i am in the photographs yes
like some kind of
understated advocate
trying to tamp
the madness down
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