Soft as a bristled bark
Music mutes my surroundings.
My ears are broken?
No, transmissions pulsate
I like this song.
Go to sleep
Like a drunk baby
On an airplane.
Electronic sounds
Revitilization, no coffee
Stop texting me my feelings.
Numbness feels funny
Go away please.
I can't let it develop
As if I lack money
To go to Costco.
Atmosphere surrounds me
In two senses.
I don't like this want
One time but hope for a second
Seconds last only seconds,
Maybe that's where the term's from.
Stop thinking.
Stop about her
Please.
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