In the woods I linger, alone in my adventure. Look into the clearing - I'm sleeping in the center.
The sun was like a mirror. I studied my appearance. I memorized my name. My face was framed in flames. I looked into my shadow. In there, I found a staircase. I took it several levels, into my own darkness. Look into the backyard, kids are playing playing cards. Someone here was working hard, saving money in a jar. I sought shelter in the shadows, hoping for blindness. Unfortunately my eyes became accustomed to the darkness.
My clothes are hung from branches. Umbrella as my ceiling. In my hooded sweatshirt, I forget my feelings. I found a tape of music. I thought i could not use it. I threw it in the pond, the water sang its song. When the show is over, then critics begin til the performers dead and the stage is empty again. I'm just singin a song I found leftover in your skull. You forgot your whispers, though I took them as gospel.
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