Day 1
Heartbreak is an acid trip Taking you in for a time loop Progress is a long-haul dream Spurted out in stop-motion stills A day stains like a drop of coffee the time lapse of non-remembering lasts no more than three hours, memories jolt awake a scale being tipped over, you lose your thoughts to a stronger monster beholden to a non-stop longing pulses strung in pre-dawn colors: violet, primrose, clementine pulses that don’t vibrate and do not exist in the normal air – where to lay your weary heart.














