do not confuse discrete with discreet

i’m taking time to cycle through the things that you don’t need to see or hear. i might be wrong, i know. i wonder . . . when i hear you, i feel weighted and buoyant, and i enjoy the contradiction btw. i like a soft stone and a heated cucumber. i like the feeling, sometimes. i almost fell asleep to your voice once, in the best way possible. i fought the impulse and did not fall asleep -- i didn’t…