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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Heated butter
Jellied candy
Marshmelloed
A new liminal I
"I" can finally count
Breaths
Feel the blue self, life, thought
Slow, slowed, slower
When fingers peel away the blue
Pull me to a chest
I lean
This "I" too tired to flinch
Too tired to remember
"I" search for a mouth in the blue
Tp count these breaths together
Before the next hour comes
And takes this "I" from me