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m i know

Posted to Action Poetry

enough to not remain quiet, my lips wouldn't allow the thought the action, sit here shivering 530 am with no sunshine, cigarettes my sun, my moon, i am the center, no worlds chase after me, no civilizations of eventual dust, take pictures while my mind resorts to cat naps, the only way to stay awake, drop bombs on my skeleton, be windchimes to replace birds, replace alarm clocks, awaken with smiles and ease of breath, fog of old ghosts i can now laugh at emitting from my mouth like morning car speach, speak to me