day-dreamer

deep sea diving
pearls coined
lorelei ring
incarnate
hair of
gold

and i swim and i swim
in glorious prisms
familiar faces
in sunshine
squiggles

clouds
are sand
when breath
is held tight

teeter totter
scrape, trouble
a stream of F's
and am i dumb?

nah.

you just don't try

didn't hear that either
i was sailing off in a field
i guess, because i don't recall...
hearing...
that...

i always thought you were the smartest

you did?

and i think that's beautiful, you know?

these books
these rules
these credentials
these qualifications
the apathetic self doubt
the how do i pad my lacks
the please don't ask me
what i've not done
what i've failed
embarrassed
there's a
lazy hole
in this
mind's
pocket

i don't know, it's kind of bullshit

the pace isn't tailored
for the tightly woven
some still in utero
float in warmth
some kind of
pre-birth
heaven

while the rest
pay society's toll

and you wonder why i remember everything else

maybe you don't wonder anymore

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