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How I Became a Let-Go
At the corner of
Bowery St. mornings start with
Coffee brewed on last night's dreams and the refusal to
Dampen darkness when it is uncontrollable. -
Accidental Living
We are fighting entropy
in our sleep.
We fold the blankets halfway over,
fill our brains with blue light,
fall asleep on our sides.
I wake up sweating in the suffocating dark.
I recognize your desperate face -
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