Please tell me
your angle that
so compels me
Your take, your
tale, your spin
your version,
your light, your in
The padded room
I live in
wallpapered with
your words
invites my days
and nights
imagined songs
deferred
Come, my dear,
and say it
Clarify and
elaborate it
Paint it for me
and explain it to me
Illuminate me to
the ways of you
that I might
understand the says of you
and in turn of
all things
the bigger
biggest of what you sing
Communion,
disillusion, reunion
anticipation,
merging, fusion
The spoken, the
true
the meaning, the
you
Let my curtains
open
to your
narration sensation
that I may yearn
and learn
and satiate and
burn
Opening mouth,
opening night
lay it down and
say it right
weave your
stories
through my in
and out
Wrap me up in
your tongue
tell me what
it’s about
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