you can feel pockets
of tired and bloodless
collect under your eyes.
pitiful pools of discomfort.
dragging your vision -
blurring your voracity -
dragging you back
to that hunched over
position that doubles
you over and doubles
as pain relief
in the form of pressure
on the parts that push
against the logic
and the walls you built
inside and outside
of your body. and wait
for the passing to pass
and pass through the phases
again and again and again -
the cycle inside, the fury
is regular at least.
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