When Asleep

September 9, 2009
By , Washington, DC
A year is miles long
The minutes feel too tight
Upon my word, I'm breathing
The second left is right

Variables are spinning
Can't divide both sides
Y-O-U spells “dreaming”
Cheerful mobs collide

The raven says “Forever”
Comics have no jokes
Nothing is in color
Because Technicolor broke

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