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Voters: 7.
The Little Things Controlled by the Breeze

The smoke swayed with the bend of the waves
I felt stranger in the warmth of the days.
Hard to breathe, can't believe
I saw my eyes floating in the crest of the reeds.

But maybe, if i began to see
the little things controlled be the breeze
I'd know, willows can swirl
next to the hazy tides of the world.

And in deep, far beneath
I watched my body fall away with the sea.
Beat down, tossed around
I didn't feel pain until I'd already drowned.


i breathe and wait in ones and ohs,
and hear your voice in on off clicks
i measure each lift on LCD,
found in date stamped honesty.
but the only digits in my dreams
touch and trace and rest as one.