I hide it under my bed
while I dream up
what I can tell you;
how words might fit
(like a captured photo)
(like a captured photo)
to these things that rush right through me.
and so I lay careful traps in my own mind
where I wait,
hoping to catch my own drift.
to make it worth our while
to think at all.
To sync my mind with what all I want is the most difficult task for me. I wish I can catch it's drift...
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