lone shoal
open eyes • submerged in goo • cloudy sight • limbs chopped up askew
alarm ringing
ringing
ringing in time with my heartblood beating
sunlight red in my eyes • cigar smoke in my bones • bitter taste on my tongue • cowbell clang in my brain
stay awhile—
soak up the comfort.
tangled up in bedsheets pale
drowned in my own skin oils.
thrashing legs • blankets wrapped round waist • sweaty sheets • they grab at me to stay
I roll over
over
over, off the bed.
victory–
for one more day.
timber moth