Poetry

poetry

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    how often you go to sleep, now
    and do you see
    do you see
    just a ceiling
    be irrational
    be irrational

    (it’s just me, darling)

    oh, quit catchin’ up
    a garden grows in season
    well we find time don’t we
    to call on
    and be irrational
    be irrational