dark night

hey
love must be reinvented
they say that nothing is wasted
either that or it all is

fever dreams consuming decades
feeling for places and novelty
dreading the ending as we speak
it dawned on me

this world is wicked
get in line for a ticket
and wait out
if you make it

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this world is wicked
get in line for a ticket
leave me out
if you make it

and i doze off again
chasing pipe dreams
thunder lightning

and kid, isn’t this everything
you ever wanted?

because we’re right
about the world
and life is undeniably
a dark night poem

written and composed by juline costa