this is how my distraction
feels, like real life in a jelly;
sticky and vibrant
inside a hand-bowl
like memories seeping through
(a heathen sieve)
with strains of bells
from far away angels
reminding me
of waterfalls’ treachery
and sandman’s lechery
before I come to,
and face Tuesday


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