dawn reading material

Play me on a beat

I'm real. I am your inner heat.


Let me slide, let me sing,

let me ring.


Alive like your ninety nine

rolling like butter. the knife, cutting through your mind.


murder your thoughts

I am galactic. I'm sporatic,

let me in or I'll break down through the darkness.

in your attic.


Air space invader. I am your chill,

creeping through dark nights and broken street lamps

pouring down the rain into your cold, open, hands.


Wake up. I am gone.

The sun is here and the mountain air has arrived.

Let your city vibe go because today, your life is mine.




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