noctural
2001 : asheville NC



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Nocturnal and not yet blind
I will find what turns mice into men
And then again a spot burned into my eyes
Reveals colors I could barely see
Like poetry and newspapers
Are just streams of letters like oceans and streams
Are bodies of water and your body is dry
And creviced with canyons and succulent cacti.

My mind is a faucet that drips
And I lose all the things important.