6.18.2018

last night

you can’t tell time
in dreams, can you?

i woke from a dream;
you were sinking in quicksand
and i fell in trying to save you.

i felt a deep, tranquil warmth as we
sunk slowly and though you
were so desperate to break away,
i was calm cause i always knew,
especially as a kid,
that quicksand would be the way i'd go

don't be afraid,
lille venn,
of drowning

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