i thought i had the pieces to the puzzle -
starry wonder, midnight temptation,
your wild black sheep can't hold a candle to it
and she is abed in the pasture awaiting your return,
you sin-stained wandering gabriel -
all i needed was the face of baby jesus
to lay in its place
and i found it in her suffocating arms.
my nativity fell apart when i remembered
the twisting cyber-hallways
of the jungle in your head
(hush child, hush lover;
let them wonder, let them weep)
shh you said to me
i can feel your heartbeat -
shh shes not here and i want you so bad
(she kept you in line but what is he to me?)
october 22.
how do you measure 525600 minutes?

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