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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