Wednesday, March 19, 2014

By the numbers

I am ever in the nirvana of your mind
a sick puppy feeling his way home
I discovered my sleeping bag works
just as well as a comforter
sometimes I lay with my feet hanging from my mattress
I let out a big sigh
I am sometimes one with the diamond night
and wake to the same song every night
Trying to remember my dreams
I embarrass myself tripping over details.

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