*i write it down, all the time. tick.
i think about Them in my mind.
i'd beg a mechanical genie—
but i just haven't a dime. tick.
in.
so what can i do?
well, when the clock turns, tick, and flashes me, so loud!!
i just say, "i wish, i wish, i wish! " i breathe into to the sounds;
i do this every every every time (just not so loud.)
tick.
hold.
and, well, maybe, You should try this tip—just make a wish—wont you?
just to breathe.
no mechanical genies, no tricks, no twists, no sleeves!
(nothing inside of this me, so slippery, nothing to catch. disappearance with mystical and wishful ease.)
instructions scream out, so fucking loud, ALL THAT IS NEEDED,
all that ii need
all that's missing,
and the one and only reason we wait is, tick,
(begging on our knees: please.please?PLEASE!i'm so ssorry, please)
is for,is for,is just for You ! kaboom!
now with (this) me, all the parts, the million little pieces, and Thee,
well, we're over the moon now, aren't we?
just to breathe.
out.*
signed,
Ugly and Ungodly
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