4.13.2007

2007: First Quarter

Days passing , a long time,
a day wasted, waiting for
what could probably happen,
a safe distance to close
by itself, by yourself, besides you
there's nothing else to express.

What I say you know already
so slow or so what
fear of too quickly
something happening and if then
a new ruthless dream to dream about.

Can I wait this out
hypnotize myself with
a candle and snap
awake when the
feeling of flame subsides?

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