and my eyebrows are falling out
and the hair on my stomach is cemented down
held hard in unnatural bends
sometimes i wake up
and my arm is asleep and heavy heavy dead
cells spark up the feeling eventually
and i can rub the sleep from both eyes
sometimes i wake up
and my throat is full of mucus and i can't breathe
it hurts like i have been crying hard
or that i should have been
what do i choke back in my dreams?
sometimes i wake up
fetal and alone with a phantom body pressed to mine
i think about all the pretty pretty girls i am awful to
and how i won't be calling anyone today
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