i'm a zombie, i want your
brain, to pick it clean of thoughts,
i amble through the streets, unquenched wanderlust
chewing on my dreams, a somnambulist by any name, means,
i'm sleepwalking, sleep-talking,
telling you everything without though, without discretion, you make me
an insomniac,
but i wouldn't trade it
for all the sleep in the world.