I grasp for infinity
while trying to coax
the pins and needles
from my head.
I long to sleep
and wake up in a new land
where I can ease
into a less chaotic life,
slip into serenity
and under your sleeve.
No ill intent in my trespass
but I do have a plan.
We’ll take over the moon
and force the clock
to surrender.
We’ll live forever on
a daydream and pixie dust.
Dine each night on
wild berries and sunflower seeds.
You there in the leather jacket.
I’m not boastful.
I take no credit for our meal.
I just ask that you consider me
man of wasp and honey,
maze and train whistle.
Feel the softness
under your coat.
Take it off
and let me in.
-Tosha Michelle
Lisdont-know-whyKnow Why by Tosha Michelle 2020 #np on #SoundCloud
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