I’m just thinking six different things at once
What
You don’t have six trains of thought all running at the same time?
You don’t fucking have that?
Sorry that was the mad one
The moon is out shining
Venus calling she’s setting with the twins
Trying to remain upright
Right?
Colourful dreams unseen spread over the thin paper fabrics
It became hard to prove the unproven
Proved difficult to believe
Banking away tomorrows never coming
And don’t get me started on the cheapness of this thing
I keep thinking I want it all
But only a kiss
And my stomach is sick
But what am I? Me in this mess.
Heartsick
Just fine
God I’m tired
So many thoughts unheard
Words
So many words
She sings me lullabies
The moon is out tonight
Lost with no melody
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