Wistfully sleep drunk at ten in the morning. An absence of loneliness shunts cortisol into my bloodstream. Rage settling into my back molars. Foraged honeysuckle isn't sweet enough to dissolve the morning. Hours and hours of reading words, never laid to novelpage. Returning home and sleeping through the sunset. Wrapping calloused and red knuckles with redder tape. Splitting open my head with vibrations. Every strike loosens aging wrists. Impotent anger shakes the whole house, webbed rafters and all. Retiring in the starless night with an old, familiar porn magazine. Dog-eared and memorized, and practically a relic. The emptiness swallows every piece of me.
12:19 a.m. - 2019-08-27
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