674
coaxed
(jetlag series)
into
the dark 
where
be
tree 
be
sea 
go
root first, flow 
call
to 
answer
the call
under
the radar
take
flak 
that's
waking 
you
shape yourself 
to
look like sleep 
but
that's not how it comes 
ye
know not the hour
don't
look 
it
never helps
to
love 
the
dark 
of
past enfolding 
be
sung 
and
hang a hat here 
there
isn't a door 
but
you go in 
a
lot of lying flat
lie
still 
top
blanket is the dark 
world
turns 
and
this is how you've come 
so
far
sink
lift
and
drift 
this
dark 
is
too well lit 
but
toe to chin 
catch
at the strangeness still 
it
means...
but
knowing is eyes wide
a
little pill 
another
last
call for 
you're
the only passenger 
there
isn't a border 
but
you cross
world
turns 
till
I am here
I'm
home 
the
dream is waiting 
go 
all
this scribble 
in
the morning vanished 
it's
you 
who
was 
set
down 
 
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