when daydreams pay toll

i am anticipating winter like we anticipate love to fly in through the open window

ive misplaced the time and day of my favourite radio show
it is perplexing

im crazily in love with a character in a film
ir feels so real

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i found a bunch of green grapes today
thought id marvel over their unseasonality
so i brought them home

i restlessly undid their connections with the vine
and gave in to the bitter temptation to slightly be-head the browned,seemingly infected tops

the knife made a frenzied slit
my mind mustve wavered
daydreams too, pay toll sometimes

i didnt mean to
but i accidentally murdered a grape today

grief became a momentary spasmodic sigh
like some sort of apparition
and then it returned comfortably to its own abyss

but ya
daydreams pay tolls too

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