Waking
Warm with fuzzy sleep on the edges of your eyes
Yawning
Wide open mute scream
Stretching
Away towards the things you can never tactile personally
Eat
Simple spinning in the direction of awake
Complex planning out of the innards of sleep
And strange happenings in the hours of wait
Meeting and greeting and the shaking of your head
Missing inanimates like the feeling will be returned
Toil and delightful meaningless consumption
Juicy pulls and stringy connections a face
Chewing fat affectionately seemingly quiet
Learning only when it’s set before your feast
Purge
Falling
Somewhere between the splinters of living
Nodding
Off into a world worthy forceful be
Sleeping
Towards flawless and much touchable dreams
12/03
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