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May in the Evening

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May, 2017 - i like the pure quiet,
that nuzzles my thoughts,
puts me to sleep, the windows blind
in a square room, near the ocean,
my mind, in a straitjacket,
after thinking too much of things,
i wanted the world to fit,
if possible, in my hand,
now the ocean is cold,
the shore's been swept away,
all the sandbars are gone,
i know you'll never get to me,
i look at boats deep in the sand,
i leave the door open,
in case you forget your key,
the latch broken,
in case i change my mind -
i'll never have it fixed,
i'll never learn carpentry,
some things are best left alone,
the world's been alone for centuries,
and it has gone on forever,
without you, without us,
and i'll never care to see -
...so i went to the city, yesterday,
dropped off near your place,
high and white up the stairs,
perhaps to talk a little,
to start from there, perhaps
but i didn't make it,
now the the day is cold,
you're too far away,
i wonder, i get lost,
that i stop thinking altogether
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0hgravity's avatar
I like the flow of this. the meandering nature. it constructs the mindspace well.