Memory Bank

I'd tell you how to get some rest, let the alarms subdue. I'd just be painting sunsets from the moon's point of view.

I wish I could get something for holding these thoughts in. Instead of being broke, I could just draw a small interest.

Have somebody take them to my memory bank. A compost pile for decayed notions.

*I wrote this in several parts, but on separate pieces of paper... I'll have to find the rest another time.