the view from the high you give me is
dizzying.
i want to zip line down to the depths of you
find a home among the wild things.
the wild thoughts that rock you awake
"do you still like me"
"please don't answer"
rushing out in the same breath.
you're an arbitration for this listless monotony
of being.
the long ebb,
interrupted by your flow.
you're a sinkhole i gladly dive into,
headfirst.
Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 7:32 PM UTC
the view from the high you give me is
dizzying.
i want to zip line down to the depths of you
find a home among the wild things.
the wild thoughts that rock you awake
"do you still like me"
"please don't answer"
rushing out in the same breath.
you're an arbitration for this listless monotony
of being.
the long ebb,
interrupted by your flow.
you're a sinkhole i gladly dive into,
headfirst.
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