Bitter Melon

I'm up again Never was a night owl Studying the gloss Its written in to come across Stereo offset, rainwater basket A frequency One that flickers slightly Til it makes a sound Nothing catches on Stereo offset, rainwater basket Turning pages, searching for the rind Im reminded of the taste Of bitter melon On the short side Written out in long hand The fruit and it's cover I circle it over Over and over Im up again Never was a night owl Studying, the gloss Its written in, to come across Stereo offset, rainwater basket A field of points I Circle in towards Im reminded of the taste Of bitter melon Now that I'm certain Written out in long hand The fruit and it's cover I circle it over Over and over