plan

do the cooking
and cut the oranges
squeeze the life into a mould
of maniacal laughter
for the plan makes everything smaller

somehow

shove my feelings down and
just smile.
i have a plan i have a plan i have a plan i have a
…plan

and everything seems brighter somehow
the future tinged with darkness
and sunlight

shiver inside
and forget to eat
just dream
dream on and on…

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