The moon so bright

The planes still fly

weird feelings

strange times

there’s a brick in my bed

there’s a chrono on the clock

there’s a trojan in my head

there’s so much to be confused

for lack of sleep breaks more patterns

than I would with bones

The moon so bright

And the planes still fly

24 hours before it comes

twenty four, twenty four

for now I found.


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