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      1. 642019
      2. accordion heart
      3. adieu?
      4. birds and rain
      5. clouds like lead tires
      6. draining midnight
      7. drunk on her smile, I
      8. exhale
      9. growing up too fast
      10. helvetica
      11. I slept on the floor last night
      12. mantra
      13. my mother
      14. optimism
      15. sleeping for a month and a half
      16. think lucid
      17. travel lines
      18. unfinished
      19. the veteran
      20. what happens today

        21. about the author


      		think lucid.


      even
      in
      this thin layer of silence,
      the moment
      when fireworks
      elicit startled gasps
      from the depths of dropped jaws
      and the vibrant,
      BOOMING
      echo
      of the
      noise
      of people
      is drowned
      by the disappearance
      of that stream of light,
      of that railing spark,
      ceased,
      and every soul
      just
      waiting
      for the sky’s reply
      in a stain of colour,
      an eruption of bass
      from the guts of broken clouds,
      and the subsequent return
      to the naturalness
      of the earth,
      I
      am
      lost
      in my own sea
      of effervescent sound,
      in a fever of thought,
      blinking like a machine.

      and the thoughts
      tell me,
      no!
      escape to the
      realness
      of confetti stars,
      a shower of dust
      for your fertile mind.
      don’t bury the truth
      under a mound of metaphor--
      drop bombshells like baby birds
      drunk on impulse and inspiration
      and
      fly,
      you idiot,
      fly.