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what it's like

I thought the other day I'd call you.
and then of course I didn't,

I don't know why my subconscious mind
doesn't know what's good for me,

like hearing your voice on the other end
of the line, after months

and time away. Well I guess it's
not all wrong, I'm not sure

if I'd have anything to say; we might
stay on the line and listen to each other

breathe. I can't help thinking that
silence maybe just what I need,

strained through filaments like
I think we are sometimes, when

we sleep at the same time but never
realise it, except if I might see you in my dream--

I thought this morning that I'd call you tonight
hope you'll still be awake when the phone rings.


In other news, more icons, only 7 this time, these ones made specially for megaffe, sweetie I hope you like them, text by James K Baxter, bases again from the superlative posticonic. Please credit posticonic! Other credit is nice but not necessary. (Also, Meggie, if you have alternate ideas welcome to request something of COURSE).

Teaser: 1.
( ride easy, stranger )