WOKE UP IT WAS A CHELSEA MORNING
I decanted myself
from sleep
poured myself into this new morning
this being
the only body I had
I asked the morning to be gentle
'Ha! This ol'thing! '
the morning smirked
plunging me into a passing moment
I dive into the skin
of the moment
at one now with Time
'Hey..howaydoin''
smiled a second I hadn't seen before
gone...before I could even say hello
my sleep self
feeling naked without a dream
adopting to this human realm
'So, here we are in the actual! '
my sleep self yawns at the world
'Well, didyaevah! '
I engage in conversation
with my legs
we indulge in the first step...next step
I put on the world
like a greatcoat that don't fit
Life smiles at me
my sleep self still
gossiping with my awake self
'HEYWATCHWHEREY'ARE****INGGOING! ' screams a taxi
birds write themselves across a sky
or sit like notes
on telegraph wires
one bird flies off
another arrives
the music changes
I rearrange my life
around
(your absence)
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