Drop Time Here&There
drag the cigarette
drop time here&there
let your ashes scatter.
my head rests on your
chest, pitter-pattering
me to sleep. away
from me, i dream
of walking on clouds,
only to blow away
in the wind. endowed
with sudden sight,
immobile, pinned
down tight, i fight
amongst myselves.
i can't go free,
i can't get me to
see where it is
i'm going.
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