under the skin
a feeling lays in wait
my being vibrates in tune with
T H I S
plane
but sometimes it plays the tune of somewhere else
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icecream brain
Poetrydoes it describe a brainfreeze, or are we talking about the melting rate of a sundae in the hot sun? layyourwearyheadtorestiwontjudgeyouhere
unsettled
under the skin
a feeling lays in wait
my being vibrates in tune with
T H I S
plane
but sometimes it plays the tune of somewhere else
