Alive

Don’t bury me in a book
Deprived of light and sound.
I want my words to wander
From ear to mind to mouth.
I don’t want my ideas hidden
And shoved upon a shelf.
I want to disturb you,
And make you look inside yourself.
When you’re drifting off to sleep,
I want my whisper in your head.
Don’t shut me up
And close me off,
But dream my
Thoughts instead

Β© giddybird

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