In a way
i fell asleep i wished for younger days
i kept on waiting for some
grandmother's advice
but half the time
green curtain windows made too hot to taste
keep in the sound of my thoughts
keep me awake
other ways
of folding words destroy my appetite
i breathe instead i think of
eating the light
and every day
i do a little more inspect inside
i look for parts of myself
i want to hide
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