at night

the lyrical qualities of logical quandaries

keep me awake

at night at night

as I dream

at night

and I see

at night

the shapes of peo ple   in  my mind they stuff  a god a    meal  divine

without much work a     song erupts a    virulent hip po  pot   a  mus!

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my brain won’t stop my brain won’t stop my brain won’t stop

at night at night

I can’t go to sleep

I’m dreaming.