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When it is only you
Like two halves of the day,
your perfection will be
Twice a perfect circle in degree
Within diurnal lights of the sky
What a nut
What a crazy girl
She’s lost her mind
She is lost
She has no guide
Her pain suffers
Walking into my classroom
Sitting on a stool
Eating ice cream.
Washing dishes
Having a snow fight
Throwing water balloons.
Doing a car wash
Dancing in the rain
Taking a shower.
A gaping hole so void,
and yet prominent.
It's shell so spherical,
as it wraps about its brittle self,
in an unctuous curvature.
A ring containing a nearly inconceivable number of atoms
You say you teach me how to think
to say the things you say are true
when the things you say, don't come from you.
I say, you teach me WHAT to think
to say the things you say are true
Whisper, whisper in my ear.
Tell me a story no one wants to hear.
Invite my soul into yours.
Let me walk with you upon the shores.
And when I have drank the thought from your mind,
The light has risen again
I'm out of this bed,
But I cant sleep and my eyes have turned red,
trying to see things alternative to this bed
