Rollin around in this bed of mine
Listenin to the same music
Textin the same people
onmycell
Burnin the same incense
Full of the same food
Wearin the same pajamas
Stressin bout the same kinda homework
prayin to the same G-d
want&need that new smell to blow thru my window
so i keep it open at night
hopin that a breeze will bring it thru
and that i will wake up
in the midst of a newness
newness that smells like new shoes/car
nothing more for me to say about it
except that i want it
aint no pain or lies i wanna confront in this poem
just newness to keep me
to keep me
to keep my bag of bones and blood afloat
so that i can be happy WhileI.use it and share it
yesterday,
i slept with my window closed cuz it was cold out
please dont tell me i missed it!
once again, songs i listened to while i wrote this haha:
3 years ago
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