Tonight

Tonight I

Remember my old girls

Tonight is not the night for dry dreams

The wind is wet

Tonight I will not hear the shrill

of incapacity

Tonight I will not stone fear death

Tonight

I will fear death more fluidly

Try to run try to escape

In avian dreams, piscian dreams

Tonight I will not dream full human dreams
Because tonight I surrender

To that which was

Never meant to own me

Never dreamt to own me

Never cared to own me

Tonight I care for all that

That which is now

Only but a old wet wind

With a rusty smell

The smell of my own rust
Hence tonight

Unlike other nights

I do not know that

Next morn will be a morn

Yet I dream of dawn

Yet I dream for the smell of morn

Hence tonight

Unlike other nights

In fire for damp desire

I desire,I live and sense the living

Thus turn godly from quire.

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