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let’s stumble, crawl, perspire in a new day where life’s a little bit easier, where I’m just a little less alone I want you to want me, not need me, don’t say ‘can’t live without you’ or I’ll cringe and stutter and pass out beneath the florescence above me blinded into submission by the droves of soldier cans and boxes stacked and ready to fall I see your silhouette near the pile of firewood out front and watch the cigarette smoke flutter from between your lips I feel my legs begin to shake as the pressure of your gaze settles upon me like a box of many things all collected together all thrown into one for me to carry as the nighttime mule that brays and cries for release there’s something wrong when the only pleasure is found at the depths of a bottle and there’s something amiss when staring into the future is like staring into a clogged toilet in a public restroom I can’t shake the reflections of dreams that pop, shudder and tremble inside my mind, behind the eyelids that cover the blue marbles inside my skull and I can’t reject the sudden feeling of relief, the sudden appearance of comfort whenever you’re near your smooth, easy voice resonating through my ears in perfect syncopated dissonance I cannot listen yet I cannot force myself to close you out to send you away from the little fantasy inside my synapses and I mutter to myself, ‘come on, baby, come on, read my mind’ but life is never so simple and things are never so easy as to be transmitted through wavelengths unknown to physical science I’ll have to settle with dreaming and hoping that one day, as I mutter of misunderstandings and pure uncomfortable unhappiness you will step up behind me and put your arms around my waist and I will say, ‘what are you doing?’ and you will respond with a kiss at which point, things will become a little bit simpler  and we’ll have stumbled and crawled into a new day and we’ll lie there, moving, perspiring whispering and moaning and forgetting ourselves wrapped up in the absolute harmony of euphoric bliss.