I study your sleeping form / at the bottom of the pool / like a house I could return to,
like a head to be cradled in the arms. / Unless you are asleep I cannot make my way / across the night / and through my isolation.
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I study your sleeping form / at the bottom of the pool / like a house I could return to,
like a head to be cradled in the arms. / Unless you are asleep I cannot make my way / across the night / and through my isolation.
“Each of us is sometimes a cretin, a fool, a moron, or a lunatic. A normal person is just a reasonable mix of these components, these four ideal types.”
Umberto Eco