i cant sleep

so ill write instead

stream of (un)conscious
unedited and quick
this is everything and nothing in my head:


inter- di-men-si- o -nal
practice after practice

and i could bite on
sand
for a while, now
and wouldnt you like to
rip
down those curtains
or maybe just listen
to that

i need to sleep


stand on the snouts of
rabid hounds
and go for the hunt

you freaking fool!