With these eyelids smeared shut
I squint to ease the throbbing void
and color on the other side
I have been gone much too long
The people speak as if they swallowed microphones
The people ramble as if laundry lists were all the rage
Slumber short and sweet
Meant to be so good to me
The flares will do much damage
Unsheathed, untarnished pupils
I welcome the other side of dormant.

-J. Alejandro

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