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All along the ticking surface

All the sand along the edge

All deep down in long dry throats:

Fingers press.

Hands Press.

All from loose and baggy skin

Round half-lucid teary minds

1. Wake up later than you need to, earlier than you want to and happier than you deserve to.
   
   2) Take a shower. Look at your big little body in the mirror before you get in. 

Someday there’ll be holes in these walls

Where pictures of you once hung from thumbtacks 

And the little squares of wall they used to take up 

Will crumble and rot.

We built a superman. 

In our heads, we built a superman. 

Clipped by a speeding bullet, 

So that false blood, stolen blood, blood that was here first 

Last night, I left the basement light on.

The stairs creaked and my paper-thin pajamas

rustled as the sickly little bulb pulled me close.

That house, worn down by sun and salt rain, was doomed. In a few years,

it would be a hollow replacement, gone from our stale grown-up brains.