Faint chants from afar rock you like they have once done before

The digital face reads 1.30am this very moment but IF we were still using sundials now it'd just be night. Some time at night. The time only matters when you have a deadline to meet. So perhaps you already know where this post is going.

Rooted in my pot of couch i have perhaps done nothing but imitate a couch pillow.

The word i'm looking for has to be "fark".

Mummy says trees have brains since they know how to grow upwards. She obviously doesn't understand survival nor was she paying attention in science class where that basic theory surely was covered.

Making it through next wednesday.

I know you. I've walked with you once upon a dream.
I know you. The gleam in your eyes are so familiar a gleam.

There is only enough standing space for 2 people. You can hear each other breathing since you both meet at the tip of the nose. The four walls cave in on you. Yet you are happy where you are and it would be fine by you even if you don't ever get out.
Perhaps, that is love.