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