again at 4 or maybe 4:15
I was trembling and asleep and aware somehow of my trembling
something curled next to me
fighting something under my blanket
I was too lazy to open my eyes and come,out of wherever the hell I went to
the shouting continued
for a moment, I was convinced it was my brother
sobbing and talking in sleep
I was alone and quite drunk and it was 4:45 or something and my eyes were still closed
the cold floor under my body had frozen my bones
I looked around with my eyes closed
and I didn’t want to think again
abut when the nightmare ends,
the one I am living each day with my both eyes open.
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