i woke writing that it is better

to be lost than to be a fish

i woke up laughing

"your ears are speakers," she said,

"tell me what you hear."

but i couldn't cuz i was awake,
back in my root dimensions

i woke to the phone ring slicing

right through the dinosaur head in my dream.

i knew it was you.

i woke blanketed

in my drawings
fallen from the walls

when i started to wake, i felt like rain

coming out of a cloud that was my dream

i woke thinkin about hugging

and how the best hug is when it is long enough that
our beings vibrate energy with each other

i woke, feeling like bubblegum

being chewed in the rhythm
of my breathing
and i felt so soft

i woke to their ears

bleeding
but they could hear better now

i woke as he's

singin bout fire to me
with a giant seashell on his
ear

i woke thinkin

bout jupiter's blood
spiraling its surface
and dripping

watching it pierce the skin
of earth's atmosphere

hit my lips

i woke up gasping

feeling your name
revolving in my lungs

i woke to your lips

speaking wishes
into my mouth

i woke in the throat of the sun

i woke to birds spittin the soundtrack

to thoughts about gravel constellations; we
polishing them under, between
our tongues

your lips blooming in mine,
lilies intertwine

hours later
my breathing still tingling

i woke to a voice out my window

"i want to be a bomb"

i woke thinking

about the circumference of music