Morning donut, drives through a marsh, SPF protected sun kissed skin
My caffeinated amygdala
If that’s even a thing
Alcohol supported slumber
Sweet dreams, sweet dreamer
Sunbeams trapped in my eyelids
Released with blinks
Gulps of salt water, pink birds, unprevented sunburn
My lungs clear themselves
And I breath like I haven’t before
I haven’t before
Ghost crab and a look
I go searching down
To kingdom come
Warm weather stream of consciousness
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