Prologue
I don't have
a thought in my head
that's not about you
And you don't think
twice about me
After Rumi
I try to sleep
On an empty feeling
Face down
I stare at the ceiling
A pregnant pause
Stardust and television snow
I can't get enough of your face
The dumb grins
And senseless sentences
Confused thick lips
Steamy silhouettes
Against the shower curtains
All the particulars
Behind a white door
In the battle to see
Who cared less
I lost
Insomnia
I can't sleep
When you're not here
To keep me wide awake
From Love Song
Waiting for the phone to never ring
Or the right moment
To give up
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