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I shall go down to the dump today
to pick up a random thought
and translate it into
a first language
Like a hat,
That never had a head,
I lay upon a double bed.

A melancholy feeling of loss,
We are the riddles
That we came across.
I was a
poet
you
were a sailor
Waves
came in couplets
words
in the brine

I was
reborn
with the ocean
in rhythm
Released
in its wonder
forever
— in rhyme

(Dreamsleep: June, 2025)
Even before
My feet hit the floor
I'm short a dollar
And a day late for what's in-store

©2024
Tonight is not a night
Where we will find sleep
Tonight is the night
That we find something more everlasting

©2024
"Follow your dreams"
Well, okay
My dreams are nightmares
Rather not bring them into the light of day
I don't see the benefit
But anyway,
I'm on my way
When I crash and burn
Then what will you say?

©2024
What makes life meaningful?

Understanding another's

pain and suffering–perhaps.
I want to experience friendship,
Not just one sided friendship —
A two way Loving friendship.

I yearn for a moment in life ,
Where I would not have to prove my worth—
Just to be loved.

I'm tired of reaching out,
Check-in all the time,
Fixing doors I didn't break,
Closing all loopholes,
I need a break .

I crave warmth and comfort,
From just one soul,
That would root for me ,
Just as I would
I was okay for so long
I should've known it would go wrong
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