at 3:49 dawn, i figured that

a couple more hits may

heed good salvation;

my body catching

light fever, i thought

of my house guests

staying for the night —-

strung out liked me.

sleeping soundly.

my jaw locking up and

a bunch of repetitive

tingles in my head,

goin’ slow in coordinating

from nerves to brain

emotions like grief

or satisfaction….

now, there’s an art

on this and these

fuckers knew about

it —

them pretending to be

asleep could be one

of it.


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