convinced of a daydream, living the same.
petering out, faltering, ushering in.
lamentation -- see through overlap
transparency frozen in time on a wall.
because of this frigid social climate
secrets don't keep so well.
tripledot at the end of my sentence,
nothing's ever finished to my satisfaction.
face value -- don't read into me.
i'm tired of trying to mean something more.
just because i've been what you've come to expect
doesn't mean i'm locked in a groove on a record
repeating the same tired fucking lines
over and over.
inconsequential, i won't change your mind.
hand me my sentence or forgive and forget.
you laugh like music, i just laugh back.
the perfect harmony: we intertwine.
communicate in octaves: staccatto falsetto.
i hope to catch my breath.
it's such a curse that every song has to end.
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