In the night I emerged from
a smoky haze of poetry;
ba da ba da bum bum boom
walking with a spring in my step
and a burning in my belly.
da dum da da dum ba
as I spirited my way across the street
feeling nary a step, I laughed
and grinned at strangers.
[eyes closed, deep breath, music stops]
it was the strangest thing
like some extension of me
found expression.
[humming] mmmmm mmmmm
now if only you were here
maybe I’d say exactly what I mean
and you’d see my plainly
without the carefully crafted
artifices of self- presentation
ooohhhhh yeahhhh.
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