Shapeless Daydream

Exalt the down and friendless stranger
He’s falling freely, an undoubted danger
Away in the distance, straight or winding
Breezed in branches, lights were shining
And only seemingly the case…
Did the rabbit ever win the race?

meeting of minds/social agreement/disorienting hangover
academic reading //

I feel self-concious in dresses…

an undergraduate’s academic stresses
pigs in cages
with thoughts outrageous
and shapeless plans
and evil hands
– (it’s kind of crazy when you think about it) –
thoughts turn into ballads and rhythm
and like an algorithm

the poems too stay with them

and turn into ideas again


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