what’s in front of you?
it covers the bed
wrinkles
heart, intestines,
the things i say to myself when
i wake
i want
smooth
blank
please . let me be
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Train ride in bright sunshine Stations wizzing by, then a bridge. Under September clouds a single bird turns and completes a new spiral. The sunlight blinds me I close my eyes, let the frail warmth sink in and fill my features. Time for waiting