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Im Sober Now (an nyc holiday poem)
with no sleep i want to chop
people up into little pieces & set
them on fire for warmth 'neath
december's skyfall of snow.
e e cummings & eckart tolle make me tired at last,
but i have work and holiday cheer to spread around , somehow.
*still, 175days without
i think this is what lonely insomnia must sound like
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