Sleep, terror.

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at 3

again at 4 or maybe 4:15

I was trembling and asleep and aware somehow of my trembling

something curled next to me

sobbing, shouting

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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