i haven't slept as early as
ten
since when i was small, afraid of the
blinding, groping that would come to life
in the darker parts of night;
unless you count times i've been too intoxicated to stand,
too empty to breathe,
too ****** to speak,
that i close my eyes the second i hit
third base sheets,
hoping oblivion would
take me.
swallow me like one of those pills.