6:07 A.M
he stands
the pulse of an acid sun
lucid like he never grew up
and the blanket is not on his
bed
(and the reason)
the reasons why—
a chewed up poet in those
ugly gray snakers—
he could be the reasons
why.
I pulled a fast one
bright like a bellyache in the chill
morning air
little girl with the notebook in
her hand, the bad skin
and the
begin again.
he looked my way
and I started to
relearn how to breathe.
the impact of starburst eyes
(and the reasons why)
it is too damn early
this morning.













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'lucid like he never grew up'
tHASS aN aMASIN LiNE.
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"we are all giants, raised by pigmies, who have learned to walk with a perpetual mental crouch."
-robert anton wilson.
Just know that this was beatifull.
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There are so many different worlds.
So many different suns
And We have just one world,
But we live in different ones...
Great choice of words.
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Ha
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Raoul: "You said yourself...He's just a man."
Erica: "But Ohh WHAT a man!"
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