cross into sleep
with me
these dreams these dreams take
form
cross into sleep
with me
these dreams these dreams take
form
had a dream about
pulling the old bulbs out of a
dead chandelier in my
best friend’s house
they were packing up
moving out
sometimes i make these and
i’m surprised that
a certain amount of
emotion comes out
that might seem
like bullshit but
sometimes these are not that emotional and
i don’t know how i feel and
i make them and i feel something
and i guess that’s why i do them
I don’t always have to like these
i don’t know if i like this one
right now
it’s cool that i accidentally did that fancy thing that fancy music majors do when they use weird rhythms
and yes i’m proud that i didn’t do it on purpose
per se
but i don’t know what this feeling is here:
a waiting
an unresolved
an unknown
somewhere always winding
and no resolution
unresolved
unresolved mystery
i don’t have to like these
or even do a good job
or love them
or do them at all
ok?
and yet
it lives here.