i just remembered, what the hell movie it was, where the kid, you know, THE kid, floats in the crystaline black water, imbued with stars, packed with floating stars reflected by the stillness of the water and the stillness of the sky... i came home around 5am, maybe, at the bar till close at 4 and this and so much more?!? no, nothing more, and it was bloody cold out, cold for september and i lite a smoke, lay down in the suburban grass and stared at the not-so-starry night. and i had a dream, a vision-waking-dream that everything was alright, that this magic carpet ride "you don't know-ah, what you can find-ah" that this magic carpet ride was over and we were fine, and everything was fine. ah dreams so i got up, picked an inch worm outah my kinky hair wandered inside, fell on my bed. ah-yup.
Reason for writing:
still trying to find my poetry groove
Birth sign: Cancer
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