It’s 1am and I’m Running Away

The high-tension wires are making a dangly-jangly rhythm like the sound of a digeridoo.
And I’m thinking about the barking dogs in the distance.
I’m thinking about the fish dancing for fish reasons to fish rhythms.
I’m thinking about the frogs across the lake with their frog love songs.
I’m thinking about what you said
About wishing I didn’t think about you so much.

As if.

Well yeah, I guess,
In spite of myself,
I’m thinking about that too.

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