(Summer 2014)
In the room where a fan waves at me
Screaming!
The night comes in tired and sweaty
Nothing but a dull moment
Dressed naked and inconsolable
And walking all over me
Grinning
If I could only measure
The thickness of time
Like dust rising every minute
From one's own flesh
Waiting to be lifted
Dead of the night
Ruled by zombies
Reanimates
Night after night
Here I am
Time has caught up
Departing dreams
Was once dense
Bounded chances letting go
Waiting for next return
Streams of hope
Lightly drifting apart
Or hollow dreams
Staring at me with an evil eye
Looking back through you
As you slowly thin out
Until something comes along....
Tonight
I tried holding you around my arms
But you have turned against me
As I leave the room
Reality comes back
There!
Click clack click clack tipity tap....
Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 12:10 AM UTC
(Summer 2014)
In the room where a fan waves at me
Screaming!
The night comes in tired and sweaty
Nothing but a dull moment
Dressed naked and inconsolable
And walking all over me
Grinning
If I could only measure
The thickness of time
Like dust rising every minute
From one's own flesh
Waiting to be lifted
Dead of the night
Ruled by zombies
Reanimates
Night after night
Here I am
Time has caught up
Departing dreams
Was once dense
Bounded chances letting go
Waiting for next return
Streams of hope
Lightly drifting apart
Or hollow dreams
Staring at me with an evil eye
Looking back through you
As you slowly thin out
Until something comes along....
Tonight
I tried holding you around my arms
But you have turned against me
As I leave the room
Reality comes back
There!
Click clack click clack tipity tap....
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