Letter 46

Published: Jan. 3, 2018, 5:42 p.m.

b'46\\nI don\\u2019t know about you but when I drink flowers I feel relaxed. \\nBecause if I were a Flower, you\\u2019d find my floating in \\nEvery stream! I like too many things. And I feel too fast\\u2026and I fall in \\nlove sideways\\u2014and\\xa0\\xa0can never find my way out.\\nYesterday you asked me if there was anything I could\\n not live without having--- I did not know how I wanted to answer\\n that. But I know now. But I know how! It is My Sweet Dreams Tea. \\nIt doesn\\u2019t work, but it\\u2019s warm and makes me rot in all the right places. \\n One night I was so tired I woke up with water in my mouth!\\n I had forgotten to swallow it. Like the tiny melodies we were born with.\\n Lift those words, god dammit! I need to see them at eye level.\\n It is the only way. I don\\u2019t want no time for nostalgia\\u2014I want to be so \\nbusy my body starts crumbling. Sounding\\u2014like the tiny\\nMelodies we were born with. Wrap me up in them. \\nI can keep a broken promise if you swear you\\u2019ll tell my secret. \\nBut\\n\\n--- \\n\\nSend in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/message\\nSupport this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/support'