Steamroller coated
with glass shards rolls back and forth
just behind by eyes.
Headache
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Steamroller coated
with glass shards rolls back and forth
just behind by eyes.
Any more coffee
and I’ll have energy to
power six cities.
I jot on random
scraps, then lose them. No wonder
I don’t get things done.
Why does burrowing
under thick down comforters
bring such sheer delight?
I scratch itchy skin,
thinking of lepers losing
pieces of themselves.
Idea of early
to bed rare as a rainbow
and just as fleeting.