drove around the circle but the exits were all left
behind in front of motion - the wheels congealing
i am moving nowhere forward
when my family closes their eyes i am gone
again with the cupcake scenery
let me show you snapshot candyland
bring on the chill on the cold sun wind
easy as an iceberg waiting for your turn
float like a dandelion hope out of season
wait and wonder and while
all the livelong night
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