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I Haven't Slept Properly


by Rhys Nixon


The rain is filling up my shoes,
I can't see
through my glasses,
Rain all inside me.
it's not like
I can see
past it
anyway.
I can't sleep
I can't sleep
I can't sleep
Move the sheets.
Flip the pillow.
No,
No,
No,
No,
No,
No,
No.
Can't sleep
Never sleep.
But why bother,
When I sleep I don't dream
Or,
I don't remember them.
8
Get out of bed.
Rest my back against
The bedroom door.
Maybe if I breathe
real deep,
My arms
will
let go
of
my waist.
The hardwood floor is cold, but
I like to walk on it barefoot.
It kind of
feels refreshing.
Rain
bedroom window
I open the blinds
I shut the blinds.
Rain on the window.
I let go of my waist,
This time,
And push my hair back.
Can you see the mark?
Unzip my head from the front
To the back.
Try to see what is inside it
I think some rain got in,
I can feel a damp draft.
Help me find it?
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