the thing is, where do we go?
this urge to get up overwhelms me,
even as you push me headdown into sleep.
all I need is a notebook, don't gotta move,
my mind wanderings before my eyes
hands playing too,
I'm warm here.
The toilet so quiet in calling
yet steady rumbles,
the page turns me back to body--
bladder.
Cody + Nick
14 years ago
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