Elsie my friend
I’m off
Yes I’ll take a cab 
So I don’t have to drive
Things in my head
are vividly alive
Skimming mood indigo
Images on a spindle
The thread is long and twinning 
as I try to cut loose from this struggle
Adjust the angle
Adjust the angle
So I can make it through the night
Opened eyes
A ceiling I’ve seen a million times
Awake in the wilderness
Until the morning chimes
The sludge keeps me in today
I gather all the longings I’ve strewn 
Clearly an assault on what I want 
And what I want 
Is you
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