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The website wouldn't let me add this as a journal entry
by Jolie JordanShould I be alseep?
I'm sick, my nostrils are flaring
my bed is ridden and snoring,
empty sheets twisted and sweaty
My palms clammy
I lack wholeness
my lids flutter with dirt
in the creases,
please jesus
I know am filthy,
or maybe
I just need another word for awake
Even vultures take a rest once and a while. 06/05/2013 Author's Note: Basically I have a headcold coupled with insomnia tonight and this is the end result. I did not want to post it as a poem but P.org had other ideas...
Posted on 06/05/2013
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