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Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens
Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice
A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils
To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
A sudden waking From formless blinking through dre… Please, just one more year! Surprised to glance the moon’s fac… An hour before her phase
I guess it’s about that time again time for another pointless relapse Time, like a dusty album record Spinning, around and around on end I want the needle to break or veer…
Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
Flickering between The realms of light and shadow Why not close the shades? Sleep’s alluring charm welcomes Despite such early hours!
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
The mind of a girl That swirling vertex of bright Is unreachable So we put up these steel walls When we could have built a bridge!
Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…
