Slow Change
Fall asleep in a car when the streetlights change slowYou don't know what you are, you don't know what you know
Blocked by buildings like clouds, suffocating shadow
People gather in crowds, swirl like patterns of snow
Falling deep into down in a world far below
Take a subway to town break into a window
Screen is breathing like a nameless thing
Without voice is asking you to bring
A gift like the present in Nights ephemeral
You don't know what you are, you don't know what you know
Fall asleep in a car when the streetlights change slow
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2021-07-18 at 21:42
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