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Orange earplugs, pill-shaped, one pair: for use when pretending the neighbours' furniture-dragging is comforting invariably fails. White humidifier, cylindrical, spewing vapour: twenty minutes per cycle. Each manual reset is a life lost and there is no Player Two. Day curtains, thick and heavy, one set: to evade the pincer of lunar Cyclops' glare and unblinking orange streetlights. E5:E2: the projection clock spits on the wall, fresh red and upside down: it's almost midnight. I shall feign death until the whirring in my head dies.
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Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 11:13 AM UTC
Pre-Insomnia
Orange earplugs, pill-shaped, one pair: for use when pretending the neighbours' furniture-dragging is comforting invariably fails. White humidifier, cylindrical, spewing vapour: twenty minutes per cycle. Each manual reset is a life lost and there is no Player Two. Day curtains, thick and heavy, one set: to evade the pincer of lunar Cyclops' glare and unblinking orange streetlights. E5:E2: the projection clock spits on the wall, fresh red and upside down: it's almost midnight. I shall feign death until the whirring in my head dies.
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Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 11:13 AM UTC
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