Cut-up Poem #1
The sun was dead
You were singing
Nevermind your eyes
You’re lost in the differences
Lost in the phrases and situations
Wrong when it feels right
Thoughts in the dark
Stars in the night.
You were singing.
I thought I heard you say
What I wanted to hear
I can’t see the differences anymore
No boredom, no sorrow
No pain, no tomorrow
No dreams, or thoughts of water
No questions, answers or wonder
Never mind my eyes
It always ends up like this,
I chase but never catch bliss.
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