Beckoning chirps/while the dew
still glistens like new
Semi-roll/aching to remain sleep
for they need me, (my dreams), to keep-
my eyes shut tight/as i fight
'cause i don't wanna see the light
Grunting in fetal position/needing to refrain
from the mediocrity to maintain
to be the one expected to remain
in an overdue membrane.
Of course I want to maintain,
but I broke the mold of the 43-week old membrane
that you expect me to remain
and until you can accept that/i choose to refrain-
from the beckoning chirps while the dew
is still new
and continue to roll back to sleep
'cause my dreams, i need to keep
so i'll keep my eyes shut tight,
continue to fight,
and stay away from the light-
positioned like a fetus in a membrane
who's trying NOT to remain.
Simply,
Friday
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Hi! Stopping by from MBC. Great blog!
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Good job Larie!
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