weird stumbling
so dark decision
in light.
in my religion
of your permission,
between two legs
around chair.
without air
could you believe?
or would you lie?
sunset may die.
i stumbling, drunk
or sober.
bothered
on way to you,
on trees of blue.
i’m great in dropping off
like weeping swallow
as "Nevermind",
as dull and blind
but only mine.
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