Numbers
I’m not gazing at stars
I’m just filtering numbers
through my eylids.
Crunching numbers in my sleep,
turning zeros into sheep.
The problem isn’t
colors that I see.
It’s that the colors aren’t real
it’s just a simple digit deal
They’re gone pulsing through null space
to help me visualize your face…
I know you’re out there…
Say hello.
0100
0100
#writtenwords
Please
Bonds
I awake….
breathe softly.
you….
asleep
and dreaming,
have me held
with soft bonds
too deep.
Arms, legs
heart and head
all tied to
you.
Heart's awake…
and beating,
my fears are
releasing.
love it