Sometimes I can't sleep. That's because of the bear under the bed.
One night, the bear was breathing hard.
When he breathed in, the bed lifted up off the floor.
When he breathed out, the
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my foot keeps twitching my mind is blank and numb
this air is dry and humid still and full of movement
don't disturb this madhouse pls it's my sanctuary
silence seems like it slices through sound
auditory senses in the here the now
a brief respite.
my eyes droop
these cushions soft
my blanket toasty.
my eyes droop
a padded room,
a straitjacket.