the in between
my mind races with thoughts
and ideas
when i am in that sacred place
between waking
and sleep
i am compelled to open my eyes
and my notebook
to write
and think
and weave
and dream
until i sleep
and dream
and wake
and think
and repeat
and repeat
and repeat
weird
in a rug
wide
a snake that composes music
web
minimalistic meditation
hole
our current reality is a cyberpunk dystopia
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