{berets and bongos} 84;

“you are tired
(i think)
of the always puzzle of living and doing;
and so am i.

come with me, then,
and we’ll leave it far and far away–
(only you and i understand!)

you have played
(i think)
and broke the toys you were fondest of,
and are a little tired now;
tired of things that break, and–
just tired.
so am i.

but i come with a dream in my eyes tonight
and i knock with a rose at the hopeless gate of your heart–
open to me!
for i will show you the places nobody knows,
and, if you like,
the perfect places of sleep.”

-ee cummings, you are tired (i think)


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