and barely have i awoken
pulling sleep from my eyes
walking through the house, collecting
bottles from last night
two on the cat tower, one in
the bathroom sink
another at my bedside
a few more hours of sun and i'll regress
into my blanketed cave
imagine the curve of moon belly
hanging over me and my mother
out here and by the sea
i imagine us the same as constellations
(how far apart those stars must be)
at my window, in the daylight
the ice at my doorstep
the sleep in my eye
more wine, we need more wine
two on the cat tower! I imagine us as constellations! (far apart? please no -aw) ice at my doorstep!
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