Stop dreaming my dreams
it’s unsettling me
The way you recede without approaching
The way your details climb into my brain
and conjure fantasies there
You’re stirring up an empty dust cloud
Time cannot be destroyed
and time cannot be caressed
So words are shadows of timelessness
And this moment will not be repeated
or trespassed
So give me a little significance and a chaotic smile
You’re a hobo in the sunshine and I’m your even sleep.
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