it’s difficult to fall asleep tonight
the bandages got stuck in flesh
where the skin was torn.
I whisper...
bricks are deaf.
walls are getting drunk
off moonlight.
cold wind scribbles
on the branches of the tree.
the night prowls softly, like a cat,
somewhere
above the curve of globe.
an icy rain is nailing stars to the cement.
I count up the stars in heavens.
I am halfway through
c:NKO 10/12/12
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