Washing My Face
One day I will
Float up to Ziz
Its wings wisp
Soft like stray
Hairs in the sink
Hypnotize sunken
Whirlpool eyes
Until then I
Guess I choose
Sleep tonight
‘Til the day
Where true rest
Seems more than
Just alright
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