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In a Dream​.​.​.

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Trying harder not to think so hard about myself. I’m fucked up in my head. Things aren’t quite what they seem when you live in a dream, but I’m not wasting time. I wanna write it off right. Though the animal lives in my ribcage; can you set it free? I don’t think you can. If I were to fall in eternal sleep; would you wake me still? I don’t think you would. It’s not the way one wastes a wilted word without thought; it’s how they’ll write it off too soon. I know I’d write it off too soon. To keep my lighter on I’d bum a cigarette out or two. It’s how they’ll write it off too soon. I know I’d write it off. All my memory was locked up in the car; could you kiss this face? I don't think you could. I guess the marriage talk was only just for fun; we could have shared a name. I wished that we could.

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from stippling, released March 25, 2016

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