2.4.08

around the world in two hours

it's this profound (un)meaning that
haunts me when i attempt to sleep and
hurts me when i attempt to stand and
waits for me to get off the bus
and step into puddles.

[i dreamt we were in another country and that maybe you understood


something has to fall into place]

it's this dying (un)living that
kicks me when i'm down and
steals me when i try to sing and
gets me to fall down when i
just want to live.

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