this is the kind of night where you wake up and don't go back to sleep.
dreaming constantly of the vastness of reality.
this would make a dead man kill for a sleeping pill.
i die every day to live in my dreams.
pushing the cogs and gears of this slow moving life.
a time bomb waiting to explode.
dripping and pulsing.
breathing and moaning.
i know i could touch it if only i would reach for it.
i’d fuck the whole world if only i had the time.