I like to lie completely naked
on my bed at two am

listening to Mozart.

it's a good time for
it, becuase you start to breathe
Mozart, even start to speak like him,

violins here, french horns do this,
cellos go 'hum hum huh!', that's it,
you got it.

*

I'm sleeping on my front tonight.
it's change, it's peace,
it's back pain,
(feeling, not losing it), it's about trying
to reshape reshape reshape
which is meant to lead to more something,
more capacity perhaps,
more
capacity for something.

*

far away stars out the window kill me,
pow pow pow.
I crawl back into cold sheets nakedness humanity,
eating into sleep, gnawing,
waiting for a poem to come.

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I'm just bored.....
this needs fleshing out, most of it needs to disappear, i know, i know. I just can't sleep. I'll be back here later, later, later, again later... fuck.... haven't slept in ages tirednesss..... go away.....