When you can’t sleep
I am feeling the words calling to me. What’s that quote again? my hair is being pulled by the stars. I’m not talking about leaving. No. I mean the stars, they are talking to me again. Or rather, I am listening again. Wanting to listen again.
What will they tell me. What will they have me do.
Too many stars.
Too many years.
Okay. I’m listening.
- Denver? Me? Whaaaaa?
- Dirty streets, dirty sheets