Collapsing new buildings
Tabula Rasa
12305(th night)
This is my 12305th night
The first few thousand,
you can forget about them,
I have ' did it too
This one is almost over too
What's left is nicotine and yellow fingers
I used up a lot of them before
and chopped them short and small
in many spent, used up, fled
evaporated, chased the dragon
In a handful I was close
mostly at the end, near the end,
towards the end, towards tomorrow
temporarily drowned myself
What remains is alcohol and dull dreams
Some went on endlessly and I went out and about
waiting when there is no bus
everything passed, until now, until 12305
You were there in some of them
but I wasn't completely there
In many of them I looked for you while I was sleeping
In many of them I looked for you while I was sleeping
What remains ?
From here to Mars was closer
than from me to you
I seemed to be made of antimatter -
dangerous!
It was my 12305th night
When you appeared before me
You let your eyes shine
probably not by chance
You were on the same search and
for the same reason
probably you were drawn to it too to me
Secretly you were my reflection
I pulled you up and to me
I was in you - to be seen; and vice versa
Don't wake up love
until she doesn't like it herself
Until she doesn't like it herself

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