edited version of Mid-Nite Conquests
Other-worldly dreams keep me at peace
pressing lips, familiar amalgamations
possess piercing and forgettable eyes.
It seems as though appearances
are constantly changing,
a million copies of his face.
Some of these strangers
resemble neighborhood boys
playing with bright plastic toys.
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