earlier when i was reading i was filled with ideas,
now that i've sat down... not so much.
i almost did a lot of things today but only read.
unique experiences or
thousands dreams of success
put down.
chipmunks
fattening their cheeks
then running home.
i put my head down,
wait for it to get tired,
listen to something slow,
hope for a breeze in my face,
think about open places,
eye wide
dream about starting fires in emergency...
poetry.
etc.
its about
who you listen to music with
in the dark.
completely.
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