in sense that only
sleep can bring
above the free world’s crib
i am urgent
drilling pegboard perfect holes
between half grasps
alchemy/technology
spirit/energy
long nights/ strange music
string through spy holes
dream synapse fizz
notions drop like
splayed petal twist
mobile breeze coughing
old world shadows and
new world stars
on the shallow
wall
ones like this are a special kind
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