i am here and he lies there

they are crazy.

just as the damned moonlight

seems different
and slighly unevolved

as




it chooses not to shine directly

upon my

unresolved face.




and he fell asleep.

softly.

annoyingly.

and i kept typing,
because he hates it.

this is how i feel tonight

quintessential.
thoughts radiate
through my little mind
as wilco brings
a delectable smile
to my face.

the universe
treats me well
at the moment.

"my mind is filled with silvery stars"

and i dine
on the fruits
of  juicy souls
and coffee.


--

so far.
away --
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:


interpret as you may.