Penny thoughts left between the cushions of dreams and in IRL.
To often forgot although many pile on.
Vanguard’s of déjà vu.
Pull me gently.
Swaft tepidly as if a breeze.
Now go hard into the corner and etch there.
Scale rivulets.
Trust when I say it should bleed vivid embossed conception.
Lay it back with bindings of scribbled solidity.
Bold type.
Leave nothing untouched.
Wear it out until gone.
Blot small needling gifts that run courses.
Fuzzy morning dew drops as sun litter kissing feat’s in step.
Life’s wet pigment a livid glossy dream mirror filled with atom fire.
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