a photograph of three unbelievably hot days
spent in a room predicts a loneliness tonight
she called me a
loner i'll interview
my face upright in mirror after later
after i've showered thursday
no xanax sleep less effectively
thirsty thursday perhaps take
an entranced walk nowhere
my feet embarrass me
illogical clouds making silly
lately too quick irritated
whatever demons
well settle down really
i'll make confession
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