insomnia

it’s here

the charge

navel to navel

brushed away

 

I wish

it was loud

the sound

of what you know

 

scared

or bored

whispers of the former

 

Hearing

the cries

the sighs

the highs

of you in dreamsound

brooklyn, 2015

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