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Dorian Jun 2014
Calloused fingertips singed
From smoking this blunt to its end
I can feel the sting run up my arm
Heavy hands on the neck of my guitar
And suddenly I'm singing
"Is it tomorrow already?"
The past 24 have been deeply upsetting

Anxieties borne from reality
Come creeping into my dream life
My subconscious bank account
Is down to $125

I wake up to my alarm
Phantom sting still in my arm
Dorian Jun 2014
Heavy particles
Translucent liquid and crystal spheres
Natures fragile
Ever changing chandelier
Suspended overhead
In atmosphere
They are shifted
By temperature
I'm amazed how it sways the water in me

If they were to fall at once I'd be
Crushed and drowned
By their enormity
Just now I could reach up and touch the clouds

It has laid a cool blanket on me and this city
Its thickening grey increasing density
On the verge of becoming

Rain
It pours down in sheets
You're like the rain
Wash over me
I'm releasing pain
Oh I'm leaking
It hurts to be born again

How I am swayed so easily
By the refreshing cleanse
It promises
Dorian Jun 2014
Since we've begun speaking
I've developed some unnatural tendencies
Like reaching my arm to the south when I'm going to sleep
Just to know that you're three feet closer to me

You ignite something deep inside
I hear you sing through the telephone and I close my eyes
I don't know what it will be like
The anticipation is killing me

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Your touch came with the first warmth of spring
A short time to confirm so many possibilities
And I sleep with your scent wrapped around me now
Dorian Jun 2014
Lips to the end of the chamber
Finger on the carburetor
In, ex, in
hale

Heat beneath my nose
Even with eyes closed
Feel the radiation

Orange ember
Melt crystals
At the edge of its embrace

Black chalk
Caked layers
Scrape, melt, smoke again

Mother nature keep on givin'
Help this man keep on livin'

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