Tied up
listening to the ocean
through the trees
chimes tinkle
watching dreams
they come like thorns
pressing and piercing
soft perceptions
between thoughts
and heart
pulling me along
you run away faster
to escape the shallow breath
behind you
Losing you twice
or a millions times
I don't care
you're right
it was nice
So
I subtract you
from the ocean
the tinkling chimes
and my breath
to enjoy thoughts
minus you
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