Check on the 1st...the way you look at you first thing in the mornin, lighting shining thru the window- appearance blindingly loving behind the glass. The side u cant touch- cant let you past the barrier, the road gets scarier with each new step. Yet the power you get...at the end of the month. A door slams shut..in your face- changes made and words release from the case that is never sealed.
The mind is too quiet tonite...the water's fermented past ripe...right into the glass it pours...down the spout and sipped it goes...down down down the rabbit hole- she lost track of thw words again...oh well, wasnt like anyone was really listening...
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Tapped Energy
PoesíaReaching for new energy... A new wave to match the changing times... New flow to keep up with synesthete vibes... Changes to transform into me... Here's the first try.
