you feel like 4am dancing with the lights off
you feel like 5am writing music to the sunrise
you feel like the day the cough
finally goes away
you feel like clear eyes and coffee beans and hey, you feel like
the center of a vacuum
you feel like a blind man molding clay
figures of his dreams
the dreams that you feel like,
the awful ones, the awestruck ones,
the ones that make me feel like you are feeling something about me
feeling that you feel like everything is chaos and perfect harmonic thirds
you feel like peace on this war hungry earth
you feel like candlelight
you feel quiet like spring nights
silence about to hiccup into song
and I feel it coming, so I songbird to you
and it feels like you wanna sing-along
owl hoots and raven calls
two birds dancing in the hall at 4 am
feels like anything could happen