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afternoon insomnia
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there’s an absence
everywhere i look
invisible horses
are cropping the lawn
no birds on the sky
but i can hear
the wings beating
and the wind
rustling the branches
my blood
is a crouching animal
waiting to pounce
more and more threatened
by invisible walls
elongated shadows
of dead memories
chained to my back
are screaming
their anguish
don’t worry
it’s just a phase
that i’m going through
one way or another
i’ll find a way
out of this mess
the day
folds into afternoon
then
into night
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