I've been viewing things at a late night slant
Evening
Even in the afternoon
We're separate, you and I.
As I try to comprehend the eyebrow arches
Please, please don't detract from this release
I'll tuck you in
When strangers go to bed not realizing
What they've done
These sweet hesitations
Red faced males all up on their adversaries
Contained explosions
On the whirling eve of their involuntary decision
Let me write
Look
Sea
See people walking around asleep
We'll crack whips
And spin
Appearing not to read facial expressions
From two tables over
Or three
Depletion of electronic emperor's clothes
Restraint
And if you're unaware of the need for restraint
Eating anything in the cold
I record and filter these experiences
Opus deletion
The lurkers read
There's this, also
Gathering clouds
Thunderflashes
Pouring summer cold
Whether rapport
Okay, weather report
Incomprehensible rolling cartilidge
Trembling choirs
I keep up on this
As you roll over in bed
Writing with my eyes closed
6 comments:
Hmmm Paranoid?
What do you mean?
It all makes me sort of uncomfortable. And like you need a hug or something.
Did you ever go over and read your work prior to the loss?
Is this still H.M.?
It sure is. :)
"I'll tuck you in
When strangers go to bed not realizing
What they've done"
This is my favorite part. It gives me shivers. It makes me feel so much. This will sound totally off the wall but it makes me think of The Little Matchgirl and who the fuck knows why...
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