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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