It happens to me
Like when it catches fire
On the high seas a frigate.
This helpless state
In the absence of your gaze.
It happens to me
Like when it explodes
A zeppelin over a plaza.
This siege to my garrison,
Sad and evil ambush.
It Happens to me
Like when the cave closes
And I can't say the magic words.
This plural restlessness,
Colorless rainbows in my mornings.
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