dreams land on my nose like a butterfly
in my sleep
a red dying sharpe
box of crayons
missing one or two
and the sharpener is broken
alarm clock
wake up two minutes early
the ceiling tiles and babies' mothers
no sleep tonight
Pani's black hair
an x-rated x-ray
and a field of glowing fungus
tape the commercials
read the last chapter first
black ink on skin like the markings of a tiger
Iban eggplant
or a Japanese sleeve
fish come alive at night
I swear to god they must have memories
you smell like my pillow
and you wear sleep lines well
a blinking blue light
a Chinese fire drill
earthworms, nocturnal nightcrawlers
asleep in the basement
restless mother earth slumber party
a swank cosmic nightclub
dance between the glowing diamonds of light in the sky
drawing on your stomach
i love to watch you breathe
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