some nights i fight falling asleep
because i feel as though when the morning comes,
you might wake up & realize you're out of your mind.
look at yourself in the mirror & not recognize that
face anymore.
laugh at the lines & shake off the jangles.
coil yourself up into the ball you know
& force feed a quick retreat back home.
but then i jerk straight at the breaking light.
cold sweat & a song in my head.
take comfort in the thinnest of glass
& walk the day away, teetering on blades of grass.
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