I lay asleep with eyes wide open. The sound of the universe frames the moon in the clouds. I brush aside thinking about thoughts with a gentle nudge of indifference.
I draw a bath some time after midnight to submerge myself in the sensation of scalding. Every day feels like a plywood cutout of one that came before. A race down a shoreline of a rising tide called life; saturated sand sucking at my sandals.
11:24 p.m. - 2015-07-01
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