Dec. 12, 2020, 8:21 p.m.

the texture of sleepless beds is like a hallucination

wonder systems

as times flow together
it can be hard to tell where one ends
the next begins / a figure / ground
confusion unsure which is punctuation
or which words, which conscious
which thought, which collective
which collected
us, this wedding this defense
or this forced whisper;
which per aforesaid
dreamlessness tills the soil
and cracks the plow,
perhaps to better

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