Burn with the melody and flicker
like the words on the tip of your tongue
crisp and sedating and thickening
with each falling nod of your head
Love like giving in
to a disentegrating disenchantment
of a curse to your nervous system
that feels more like a blessing.
Blisfful and still alight
with a multicolored flame of your psyche
and maybe someday you can sit back and be happy in some place other than dreams.
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