Wednesday, March 23, 2016

day one hundred and seventy-six : last night of all

last night
after all the distraction of taste and color
i lied down
on my bed

thinking i could muffle myself
in marshmallow futon and duvets
it got softer a few days ago

but no
eyes blinking
darn it food rationing
leads to my mind
so darn awake

i lie on my stomach
and for the third time in a week
allow myself to imagine
you next to me

after a few minutes
i crack
weep

dam broken

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