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A dog will
Lick you to death
If you stop moving
A cat
Will eat your flesh
If they
Situation
Improving
Last night,
 meant to
loosen
the bulb
I wrapped
my hands
in woven
cloth, and
coaxed the
moon down
instead
It creaked,
blushed,
and fainted
slipped into
my palm,
like a lover.
Oh hello compadre
I guess they forgot to mention
The choice of tasks, defined by protocols
In execution
Relies on your choices
And the hidden psyche
The broken mirror
That is yours?
Oops
I guess now you know
How
You are gonna break again
And again
And again
Untill the sandman
Gets in you in your sleep
There's no hope for us.
We dance against the music.
Then the long drive home.
Let's do another line
Of powdered sleep
Swim the oceans
With Hypnos
Tumble down in the deep
Dream of beauty
And horror
And nothing at all
You feel it so real
Sure as you're stuck to this ball
When your dreams
Are mostly disasters
Which are usually caused by your actions
You awake
It takes a couple of beats
To realise
The current apocalypse
Isn't happening.
Monday done gone
and now
on to Tuesday.

it never stops
wailing sirens
the cops
a doughnut
but
I don't listen
anymore

got used to it
like I once got used
to the crash of waves on the shore
it's just background
and
if you really hear it
you can hear silence
in the sound.

I am ready
She says
steady on John
and
I wonder
where the time has
gone.
I wrote to myself
a note to myself
but forgot where
I put it.
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