Buzz
Had too much to drink.
The tree frogs song,
a night time tinnitus inside My brain.
Breeze on my skin feels like your fingers
Wind chimes
C
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Night spinning, eyelids drooping,
anchor heavy arms and legs.
I miss you
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Oh I like this—has a rhythm I can feel. First 2 lines pull reader in. And there is mystery and a story to imagine about who you (or poem persona) miss. Thanks little bird—nice hat!