June 14, 2009 at 10:39 pm (poem)

i shut out all light
lying in bed
is swimming in pitch
images like bubbles
on and below the surface
I see it all in circles
getting mixed, a nightmare soup
meyoushehetheyit
and nothing happens until sleep
in this black mess
because it wouldn’t flow out like blood
anyway

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