Words come & go/ /Gegenüber Widerspruch

|Bitte ist|

Hit the latch, trigger the release
I’m done here___
Hit the expiration button, cuz
I’m gone___

. . .

Don’t ask anymore questions
just do what I tell you___
Don’t hold me up
just let me in___

. . .

Out I go___
into the blue of the upper partials,
that is to say
what is unknown.

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|Don’t go to sleep on me|

Get scared___
the words won’t come back,
since sometimes they expire just like
the breath of a vibrant body, the
work may die___

Heart may cease to beat
w/ lids fluttering in R.E.M. sleep,
there will be no more
A.M.
there will be no more
P.M.
& maybe, day & night never existed to begin w/,
it’s just another illusion to
grasp onto

Like another body, you
get used to
& hope they don’t go to sleep w/out you,
just like the words___they may never come back.