so many dreams sitting inside my head this morning
waking up with a crooked back
arched up
my limbs in the wrong corners of my bed
my pillows piled under my stomach
my sheets draping themselves over my lamp
hoping to catch alight and
5-6-7-8...
I wake with perfectly groomed hair
and perfect vision
I see beyond my bedroom walls;
empty egg cartons
now filled with bodies
which I wish were
faces
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