Last night, I had a dream­
that she was dying...

The first thing that happens is you
romanticize it, or maybe that part...

Be honest with me now. These dreams
are teacups too delicate for the claws...

I drink and drink
and drink...

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It hammers against my heart...

It beckons me once more...
but I am no longer the joyful child...

i listen to the broken rhythm
of their speech...

Lately, I keep making
grave mistakes...

Intoxicating incense
runs wildly across...

I've lived an unintentional lie and still,
I don't understand what more is wanted...

Future days unsettle me
Ill issues boiling over like an agitated spring...

Rise of majesty
blue lightning calms the stiff air...